About 1
o'clock
About the same time we began to encounter rafts . To get around them required us to push through brush so thick that we had to lie down in the boat . The banks were steep and the land on each side a bog . About 1 o'clock we reached this clear space with dry shelving banks and disembarked to eat lunch . To our surprise a neatly dressed woman came tripping down the declivity bringing a basket . She said she lived above and had seen our boat . Her husband was in the army , and we were the first white people she had talked to for a long while .