11/7/1777 Sunny
Maybe God didn't want to make us too sad, the weather finally cleared up.
The first officer still couldn't make it through. May God have mercy on him, poor Claude Short, although he occasionally drank.
We burned the corpse of the murderous monster. Charlie said that it must be a devil from hell. Except for the devil, there is nothing else that has a mouth full of fangs and crocodile-skin armor. I asked Charlie to paint its appearance, and I was going to take this painting to Phil Cathedral in New England, and let the bishop there see if it really came from Satanic Hell.
As for the strange glowing cave that popped out of the devil, I decided to seal it up. But we lost a lot of dirt, stones, animal carcasses, coins, muskets, tables and even crosses, etc., and it was useless to go in. It seemed that it was a bottomless pit. But have you ever seen a cave standing on a rock that can swallow everything? And there was a glimmer of lightning. We don’t know what to do.
Oh, you should look at the Indian's expression when he saw the hole. He was completely shocked and ran away like crazy.
I'm really scared, what should I do if there is another bloodthirsty devil inside?
A sailor said that he should just push the damaged ship's bow forward. The guy was big and heavy enough that he might be able to block it.
So, I tried to send the prow image into the cave. Perhaps the goddess prow image was attached with the power of the holy light. When the prow image sank into the cave, I finally saw the glimmer disappear.
Now even I begin to believe what Charlie said, that is the hole where hell connects the world, because after the glimmer, there is nothing but hard rocks.
Tomorrow morning we will leave for the tribe of the Potawatomi Indians, which they call Chicago, hoping that the supplies on board will allow them to agree to take us to New England.
Maybe this Great Lakes expedition is over.
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