Dear Diary
It was a cold February evening, the 7th. The pain was excruciating and the weather conditions were poor as I gave birth to my son on a cold dirt floor. The white leader whom was known as Captain Clark gave me a crushed rattle snack rattle which I swallowed during the birth, to ease my pain. It took ten minutes to give birth. I was only sixteen years old. The child a round race, jet black hair, and big dark eyes. He seemed to be of good health. The baby was named Jean Baptiste. I fear that our coming journey will be burdensome because of this child.
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