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water, with head and tusks well back and out, a position which I 

 had never seen before. The sound of our oars aroused them. 



At length we steered boldly into the herd, picking out a large bull 

 with a Winchester .33 special. A stream of blood followed. Pre- 

 vious to this the herd, consisting of at least fifty, looked threateningly 

 at the boat several times. With rifles ready now we rowed into them, 

 following the blood. Jot stood ready with a harpoon and, when 

 directly over the wounded animal, threw it. It failed to penetrate. 

 As he described it: "God! it bounded back like a pop-gun! I had 

 to dodge to get clear of it." The walrus disappeared, headed oflF- 

 shore. Knowing that he was mortally wounded, we followed and 

 found him lying upon the surface of the water, face down. Creep- 

 ing up cautiously, Ak-pood-a-shah-o hurled his harpoon into the 

 round black mass of flesh. There was not even a tremor in his body. 

 He was stone dead. An examination revealed a hole completely 

 through his skull. 



A male eider flew up to our tent to-day and died. They are com- 

 ing our way! We may tame a few before we leave. 



August 12ih, Thursday. — Thick fog all day, but moderate. Shall 

 cut up walrus this evening. 



August 13th, Friday. — During the night we have killed four seals 

 and two oog-jooks. Ah-now-ka harpooned one live seal from his 

 kayak, the first, I think, which he has ever killed in this way. Jot 

 shot a bearded seal in front of our tent, which sank, but came to 

 the surface in about five hours. 



Photographed the brick-red stream bursting from the side of the 

 big glacier to the south. 



Midnight y Peteravik. — It is so magnificent here that I am glad 

 we came down, being able to see far to the east, even to the end 

 of Cape Parry. On the way, Ak-pood-a-shah-o killed a seal and 

 three burgomasters. One Eskimo skull near our tent adds to our 

 collection. Am surprised to find a number of old igloos all along 

 this coast, igloos which have not been occupied for centuries. 



Above our tent a pair of white gyrfalcons and a pair of ravens are 

 nesting. 



August nth, Saturday. — Male eider ducks can scarcely be recog- 

 nized at this season of the year, due to the fact that it is the molting 

 season and all wing feathers are gone completely. 



Sea-pigeons, or black guillemots, are breeding here in the crevices 

 of the cliff up to a height of at least eight hundred feet. 



August 15th, Sunday, Sulwuddy. — We are back here again on the 

 flood tide after a rather exciting trip by the men in kayaks, a heavy 

 swell making it rather dangerous for such small skin boats. 



