SUNDAY. 285 



It was impossible to move ; and being Sunday 

 (22d June), divine service was read in the tent, 

 where, to the credit of the men it should be 

 mentioned, notwithstanding the wet and dis- 

 comfort to which they were exposed, they all 

 came shaved and clean. 



At length the gale wore itself out, and long 

 lulls, with now and then a feeble moan, showed 

 that its strength was nearly spent. Nevertheless, 

 the morning of the 23rd of June was unpromis- 

 ing and dull : but as the distant land was visible, 

 I lost not a moment in starting. It was from 

 this island that, in our autumnal excursion, we 

 had been compelled to make two or three tours 

 of islands and bays before our guide had been 

 able to discover the hidden passage of the Sand 

 Hill, connecting this lake with the next. The 

 farthest land was seen about N. W. by N. at an 

 immense distance; and though the line was to 

 all appearance perfectly continuous, yet from 

 an impression that on the former occasion we 

 had kept to the left, I now made for the S. W. ; 

 and, having traversed a wide opening, suddenly 

 came upon fresh marks that pointed to the horns 

 of rein deer fixed on the top of a heap of stones. 

 Mr. M c Leod, it seemed, had left only on the 18th, 

 having been detained by collecting the meat, 

 which, notwithstanding his care, had suffered 

 no inconsiderable mutilation from the wolves. 



