Dear Diary, August 20th, 1804
Sergent Charles Floyd has been extremely ill for the last few days, and he has been suffering large stomach upsets all night long. Captain Clark has had no sleep all night, for he has been keeping an eye on Floyd. I am now sitting alongside him on the keelboat, thinking up ways to treat his illness. I have decided to try and give him a hot bath to see if that will make him feel better. My men are working on heating up some water with the fire, and steering the keelboat to shore. I have asked York and Captain Clark to carry Floyd to his hot bath. They lay him down next to the fire, for the water was still heating up, and a couple of seconds after that, Floyd said that he was leaving us, and slowly closed his eyes for the last time. We took his body up to a high bluff above the shore, dug a deep hole, and rested his body inside. Once he was completely covered with dirt, Captain Clark wrote on a piece of wood: Charles Floyd died here, 20 August 1804, and placed it right where the body lay.
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