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gone three. The wind now came round to the 1824. 

 north-west^ and we unwiUingly cast off from July. 

 the Snap. Lieutenant Bullock now informed 

 me that our cow refused to eat, and much 

 against my inclination^ her death-warrant was 

 signed, for I had wished if possible to have 

 kept her until we reached the ice, when the 

 cold would probably have preserved her flesh 

 until Christmas, a period at which I knew 

 from good experience that a piece of roasted 

 beef would be highly acceptable. Our ponies 

 proved much better sailors than the poor coav, 

 for having now become accustomed to the 

 motion of the ship, they walked about the 

 decks as familiarly as large dogs, and even im- 

 proved daily in appearance. 



During the 10th, 11th, and 12th, we made 

 but little progress, owing to a heavy rolling 

 sea, through which the Griper made no way. 

 The wind continued from the north-west, and 

 rain, with hazy weather, was prevalent. On 

 the evening of the 12th, the wind came round 

 from the south-eastward, and the swell went 

 down. 



We were now frequently in the habit of 

 w^itnessing a phenomenon which I do not re- 

 member to have so often observed in my for- 

 mer passage across this part of the Atlantic, 



