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and Indians were staying. These were very pleased 

 to see us, and came down to the beach to help carry 

 our things to a suitable camping place. We had 

 only a tiny tent made as there were no long poles. 

 The wood and water we used had to be brought in a 

 kayak, and, of course, was not plentiful. It was 

 rather awkward with a young baby. The evening 

 we arrived was pleasant, and our boy enjoyed a 

 game with the Eskimo children. 



&quot; The following day, Sunday, my husband was 

 busy reading and speaking to the people. We were 

 kept in the tent on account of the rain which fell 

 almost continuously the whole day. Monday also 

 was very wet and we could not think of going on, 

 so we had to make the best of our surroundings. A 

 poor little Eskimo child died on Sunday night, and 

 was buried on Monday morning. A grave had to 

 be made with large stones. 



&quot; The Eskimos are such cheerful people. Al 

 though it was such dull weather, they seemed to be 

 happy and contented. 



&quot; The following morning was very foggy, but we 

 thought it well to try and get on our way. The 

 poor people were sorry to part with us, and watched 

 until we were hidden by the mist which hung so 

 heavily over the sea. On our tenth day we reached 

 our destination, after travelling about sixty-eight 

 miles in nine hours. Sometimes the waves looked 

 as though they would cover us, but God watched 



