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was eager to go. I had at first intended to take the 

 dogs, with Jensen as my only companion and driver ; 

 liut upon talking the matter over with that individual, 

 (in whose judgment with respect to such things I had 

 niuch confidence), I yielded to his opinion that the 

 dogs were not available for that kind of work. I had 

 reason afterwards to regret the decision, for it was 

 found that they might have been used during some 

 parts of the journey with great advantage. It oc- 

 curred to me, upon subsequent reflection, that for 

 Jensen's aspersions of the dogs an ample apology 

 might be found in Sonntag's broken barometer. 



Having concluded to make the journey with men 

 alone, my choice fell upon Mr. Knorr, John McDonald, 

 Harvey Heywood, Christian Petersen, and the Esqui- 

 mau Peter. McDonald was one of my very best sail- 

 ors — a short, well-knit fellow, always ready for work. 

 Christian was not unlike him in make, disposition, and 

 endurance, and, although a carpenter, was yet some- 

 thing of a sailor. He had lived during several years 

 in Greenland, and had become inured to a life of ex- 

 posure. Heywood was a landsman from the far- West, 

 and had joined me from pure enthusiasm. He was 

 full of courage and energy, and, although occupying 

 a position in the ship's company much inferior to his 

 deserts, yet nothing better could be done for him. 

 He was bent upon accompanying the expedition, no 

 matter in what capacity.^ With Peter the reader is 

 already acquainted. 



We set out on the 22d of October, the day follow- 

 ing the celebration which closes the last chapter. Our 



1 It affords me great satisfaction to learn recently that Harvey Hey- 

 wood has served during the late war, in the Southwest, with great gal- 

 lantry, winning for himself a commission, being attached to the engineers, 

 on the general staff. I found him to be an excellent, draughtsman. 



