Tuesday, June 27th, 1775. Very stiff current all day, heavy showers and very sultry. It is a custom with
our company, as soon as it begins to rain to strip naked and secure their clothes from the wet. I have
attempted it twice to-day, but the drops of rain are so disagreeable to my skin, that it obliged me to put
on my shirt. Killed a Faun. Saw a Bear cross the River, but could not get a shot at her. All hands very
weary and very crabbed.