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seemed as if we could never round it ; the bold promon- 

 tory appeared to frighten away all fair winds. When we 

 were within eighty miles of Bear Island our search for 

 it was vain ; it lay shrouded in impenetrable fogs. At 

 last we left the ill-starred land behind us. We passed 

 the wild peaks of the Lofodens ; we left the storm-tossed 

 waves beating at their feet, and hailed the mountains 

 behind Christiansund in menial weather. During those 

 weeks we saw kittiwakes and Fulmar petrels almost 

 daily ; now and then there passed a skua or a puffin or 

 two, but no bird on migration. 



After another week of fair winds, head winds, calms, 

 and gales, we reached Elsinore on the thirty-fifth day. 

 All this time we had roug-hish fare on board. The 

 Triad had no provision for passengers. The first week 

 exhausted our stock of grog and fresh provisions, and 

 the remainder of the journey we had to put up with hard 

 captains' biscuits, Australian tinned meat, and coffee 

 with no milk and short rations of sugar. When we 

 landed at Elsinore we found that we had averaged 

 2\ knots per hour ! Our first care was to order a good 

 dinner, which we all agreed was the most superb enter- 

 tainment to which we had ever sat down. For the last 

 fortnight we had dreamed of dining, but always woke 

 before the happy moment arrived. Our dinner at 

 Elsinore was enjoyed with an appetite which we never 

 hope to experience again. Taking the night train to 

 Copenhagen, we arrived there on the morning of Monday 

 the 6th of September. We were disappointed in our 

 efforts to find a steamer for England, so proceeded at 

 once to Hamburg, where my companion found a boat for 

 Leith ; and I lost no time in putting myself and, not my 

 "sieben Sachen," but my " siebzehn Sachen," on board 

 a steamer for Hull. 



