Death on the Trail

August 20th, 1804

Well, I knew the journey would not be easy, but I was surprised we’d lose a good comrade so soon. Sgt. Charles Floyd became sick. Stomach flu? No, probably appendicitis – undiagnosed – ruptured – lethal. He was well regarded, and given a proper and honorable burial. He was wrapped in a blanket. Clark said a few kind words about Floyd’s service to his country. He was then buried on top of the bluff. Lewis actually presided over the funeral, and there was full military honors and a marked grave. They named the knoll “Sergeant Floyd Bluff” and a nearby river, “Floyd’s River.” I think that is a great tribute to a great man. While death may come swiftly, it won’t be forgotten in haste.