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best of the sails were taken to make housings ; having found that 

 belonging to the Fury damaged from having been ill made up, 

 and from having lain in a situation which prevented the melted 

 snow from running off. A skreen lined with fearnought was 

 also found in tolerable condition; but the bears had overset the 

 harness cask, and devoured nearly the whole of the contents. 

 We found that some of the candle boxes had been entered, either 

 by ermines or mice ; one of them being entirely emptied, and the 

 others partially. Though bleached, and especially on the upper 

 side, as I have already remarked of the spun yarn, none of the 

 ropes were rotten, the cables seemed perfect; and thence we 

 concluded that the canvass of the tents had merely been blown 

 away by the wind, after the bears had loosened the cloths at the 

 foot, in attempting an entrance. 



The chain cable and carronades were more or less covered by 

 the small stones on the beach, and, except being slightly rusted, 

 were just as they had been left. The powder magazine, detached 

 4rom the rest of the store, was unroofed, and the water-proof 

 cloth of it in tatters; but the cases had kept the gunpowder itself 

 perfectly dry. We selected from it what we thought we should 

 require, and then, in compliance with Sir Edward Parry's request 

 and our own sense of what was right, caused the remainder to be 

 destroyed, lest it should prove a source of injury to any Esqui- 

 maux who might hereafter chance to visit this spot. And* with 

 this we ended our new outfit : storing ourselves, somewhat like 

 Robinson Crusoe, with whatever could be of use to us in the^ 

 wreck ; yet if thus far greedy, having in view but the execution 

 of our plan, and precluded by our limited means of stowage 

 from encumbering ourselves with superfluities. 



From Captain Sir John Ross' Narrative. 



A NURSERY REMINISCENCE. 



' Macduff. — I cannot but remember snch things were." 



Shakspeark. 



I REMEMBER, I remember, 



When I was a little boy. 

 One fine morning in September 



Uncle brought me home a toy. 



I remember how he patted 



Both my cheeks in kindliest mood ; 



"There," said he, **you little fat-head, 

 There 's a top because your good ! " 



Grandmamma — a shrewd observer — 



I remember gazed upon 

 My new top, and said with fervour, 



" Oh ! how kind of Uncle John ! " 



