106 TEO'S VILLAGE. 



coast of the Straits as far as Ooiig-wy-sac, the village 

 of Teo, the lame old gentleman. 



On the morning of the 27th of January, the party, 

 consisting of Captain Moore, Messrs. Simpson, 

 Martin, and Lindsay, myself, and several of the 

 natives, started in nine sledges in gay style, and 

 proceeded by short cuts across country to the penin- 

 sula, or rather long point, on which the village stands. 

 This was the Point Tchaplin of our maps, and derives 

 its name from " Oonghee," a point. The village was 

 very large, consisting of thirty-three yarangs, some 

 of which were of good size ; and the number of 

 inhabitants was between three and four hundred. 

 This was entirely a fishing station ; nor could a more 

 convenient one have been chosen ; for, stretching out 

 far beyond the Hne of coast, it commanded an extensive 

 view of the sea east and west. It was, however, now 

 frozen up ; and the good folks had little else to do 

 than watch for seals upon the ice, fish in lakes near, 

 and put their boats and fishing gear in order for the 

 first occasion. 



We were welcomed with great delight by Teo 

 and his* daughters, as well as the rest of the commu- 

 nity, many of whom we knew, and were speedily 

 ensconced in the large yarang of the former with 

 such comfort as they coidd provide. Our wants were 



