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seem to me to be backward in their growth, but being 

 more hardy, they can stand the rigidity of the climate 

 until the month of October,' when the deep snows drive 

 them off, ready or not, for their toilsome journey. 



" The water of our harbor is actually covered with 

 oil, and the bottom fairly covered with the offal of cod- 

 fish, so that I feel as if smelling and breathing an air 

 impregnated with the esser .ce of cod-fish. 



" July 30. The morning was beautiful when I arose, 

 but such a thing as a beautiful morning in this mournful 

 country amounts almost to an unnatural phenomenon. 

 The captain and myself visited Mr. Jones this afternoon. 

 We found his wife a good motherly woman, who talked 

 well, and gave us some milk ; she also promised us some 

 fresh butter, and asked to see my drawings of the birds 

 of this vicinity. 



" At Port Eau our young men saw an iceberg of im- 

 mense size. At that place there is a large fishing estab- 

 lishment, having a store connected with it, belonging to 

 fishermen who come yearly from the Island of Jersey. 

 It is again blowing a young hurricane. 



" July 31. Another horrid hurricane, accompanied by 

 heavy rain, and the vessel rolling so that I cannot go on 

 with my 'drawing. 



" August i. The weather has quite changed, the wind 

 blows from the south-west; it j dry, and I have used 

 the time in drawing. At noon we were visited by an ice- 

 berg, which was driven by the easterly wind and storm 

 of yesterday to within three miles of us, and grounded at 

 the entrance of the bay. It looks like a large man-of- 

 war, dressed in light greemsh muslin instead of canvas ; 

 and when the sun shines on it it glitters most brilliantly. 



" When these transient monuments of the sea happen 

 to tumble or roll over, the fall is tremendous, and the 

 sound produced resembles that of loud distant thunder 



