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Paochina, a Point Barrow native. As we left 

 the harbour the Archdeacon, in whose fertile 

 brain the Atkoon was planned, anxiously watched 

 his baby schooner disappear.&quot; 



With varying fortunes the Atkoon made her 

 way far to the eastward, what happened then 

 must be told in the words of the journal : 



Again we needed engine repairs and unknow- 

 ingly had passed a splendid harbour at Pierce Beached 

 Point in the dark. About 1.30 a.m. our anchor 

 dragged, so we started eastwards, scanning the 

 coast diligently all the day for a harbour; two 

 small shelters were seen, but would not permit 

 the engine being put out of running as the wind 

 might suddenly change. With a fair wind we 

 ran well, keeping the coast in view until at 4 p.m. 

 our old enemy the fog returned. In the distance 

 we sighted the &quot;El Sueno&quot; and contemplated 

 approaching her when everything was blotted 

 from view. The position was not any too com 

 fortable, compass erratic, home-made sounding 

 line useless, dense fog and lastly a blizzard 

 blowing. To anchor off shore was out of the 

 question as our anchor would drag and the swell 

 was on shore. A strict watch was kept by two 

 men at the bow whilst the native steered. But a 

 short time elapsed when breakers were heard and 

 the order was given to run out to sea; again 

 breakers were heard, the conclusion being that 

 we had entered a small bay. About 9.30 p.m. 

 the cry again was land close, and in the scurry 

 the foresail halliard jammed with the anchor 



