CHAPTER XXXI. 



A'oics on Labrador — Gidf of St. Lawrence — St. George's Bay, New^ 

 foundland — The Village — Fishermen and Women — Indian Wig- 

 •warns — Beating About at Sea — Land on Ruy's Island — Wander- 

 ings Overland — Picion — Truro and the Bay of Fundy — Arrival 

 at Halifax, Nova Scotia — Arrival at Nezv York, and Calctdation 

 of Expenses. 



UGUST 11. At sea, Gulf of St. Lawrence. We are 

 now fully fifty miles from the coast of Labrador. 

 Fresh water was taken on board, and all prepa- 

 rations \vere made last evening, and this morning we bid 

 adieu to the friends we had made at Labrador. 



" Seldom in my life have I left a country with as little 

 regret as this ; next in order would come East Florida, 

 after my excursion up the St. John's River. As we sailed 

 away I saw probably for the last time the high and rug- 

 ged hills, partly immersed in large banks of fog, that usu- 

 ally hang over them. 



" Now we are sailing before the wind in full sight of 

 the south-west coast of Newfoundland, the mountains of 

 which are high, spotted with drifted snow-banks, and cut 

 horizontally with floating strata of fogs extending along 

 the land as far as the eye can reach. The sea is quite 

 smooth, or else I have become a better sailor by this 

 rough voyage. Although the weather is cloudy, it is such 

 as promises in this region a fair night. Our young men 

 are playing tlie violin and flute, and I am scribbling in my 

 book. 



" It is worth telling that during the two months we 

 have spent on the coast of Labrador, moving from one har- 



