We followed the passage we found yesterday. It is very cold. My hands have begun throbbing today. We collected enough small animals yesterday to have fur for everyone. Even though I did use a bit of it, I fixed the majority of the throbbing with moving my hands back and forth against each other until they heated up. I believe the English word for this reaction is friction, but I'm not too sure. I asked Lawrence and he said to ask one of the Brits.

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  We set up camp once the sun began dancing with the horizon. It is much warmer here. I checked all of the boys for frostbite, and no one had it because of the fur. Tomorrow, we will stay here and hunt for some more fur.