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enabling us to spend most of the time on deck. Dur- 

 ing the afternoon we met a string of fishing schooners 

 numbering seventy-five or eighty on their way from 

 the northern fishing grounds; and as the icebergs 

 were still floating by, relieving the monotony, the 

 time passed rapidly and pleasantly. . . 



Sunday, October 14th. Thermometer 56; clear. 

 Steamer called at Franklin Harbor at 8 A. M. As 

 this was our last day aboard, the steward had prepared 

 a special breakfast, the principal dish being fresh cod- 

 fish heads with cream sauce dressing. It is hardly 

 necessary to say that Avith our sharpened appetites we 

 were fully competent to do justice to this, one of the 

 luxuries of a Newfoundland epicure. After a delight- 

 ful sail of two hours after breakfast, the ship's course 

 became more and more tortuous as she glided through 

 narrow channels between islands, and the repeated 

 orders "A little more to starboard, Sir," and "A little 

 more to larboard, Sir," of the old salt at the wheel 

 more frequent. We were delighted at the sudden ap- 

 pearance of open water hemmed in by a rock-bound 

 coast, and at 11:30 A. M. we were at the docks 



AT PILLEY'S ISLAND. 



We had been in communication with Mr. H. M. 

 Herbert, who has charge of the Pilley's Island Pyrites 



