NEW LAND. 



remaining walrus- and bear-meat from them, to avoid the perpetual 

 dripping of fat and train-oil. The greater part of the walrus- 

 meat had, however, been used up, and what we had left was 

 chiefly the carcases of bears. Of them we had plenty, and con- 

 sequently dog-food in abundance for as long as we should remain 

 in Havnefjord. 



There was a great deal of work to be done before we could leave 

 our winter quarters ; the most extensive being the repairs to the 

 main rigging, which had to be served for a long way up, and the 

 dead-eyes spliced in. The mate and Peder set to work on this as 

 soon as they were able to do so. But there was still more to be 

 done before we were ready for sea. A new mainsail had to be 

 made, and the spars got ready for it. In the engine-room also 

 were several things to be completed before we were clear. This 

 latter was in Olsen's domain. 



About June 9 fine weather made its advent in Havnefjord. 

 The snow on the slopes began to inelt, and the streams to flow and 

 rush over the precipices. We were no longer obliged to fetch 

 cooking ice we could take water on board straight from the ice- 

 foot. If only this weather would continue a little longer the ice in 

 the fjord would soon melt, and we could begin dredging and other 

 summer work before we moved out to Jones Sound. 



After a few days' absence Simmons and Stolz returned with 

 all the things that had been left in Baadsfjord ; but the botanical 

 results amounted to little more than nil, as there was still a great 

 deal of snow in the fjord. It would not be many days now, how- 

 ever, before Simmons could begin to botanize under the steep cliffs 

 on the north side of our harbour. On the sunniest days, too, Bay 

 also went off, and soon announced with glee that he was beginning 

 to see flies, humble bees, and other old friends and acquaintances 

 of the insect world ; but his joy was not complete until he had 

 seen the first butterfly of the season, and it had fluttered into his 

 clutches. 



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