70 XEW LAND. 



under Fosheiin's sledge came to grief, and we bad to mend it before 

 we could go fartber. Tbis led to our camping as early as tbree 

 o'clock. 



Tbe next day we continued in the same manner, tbat is to say, 

 drove along tbe ice-foot in tbe inner parts of tbe bays and struck 

 straight across the low projecting tongues of land. The whole of 

 the way our eyes were gladdened by vegetation, a circumstance 

 which made us wonder the more that no game was to be seen. 

 The weather, however, was not of the best kind for shooting ; it 

 was rather misty, and we could not distinguish objects at any 

 distance, so that had there been game about we should hardly 

 have seen it. 



