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time prevailed as to the land on the right being the 

 main slum', or merely ;i chain of islands. The Litter 

 opinion was strengthened by the broken appearai 

 of the land, and the extensive view we had up Brown's 

 Channel, (named after my friend Mr. Robert Brown,) 

 the mouth of which we passed, and were in some ap- 

 prehension of being led away from the main Bh< 

 and, perhaps, after passing througl up of islands, 



of coming to a traverse greater than we durel venture 

 a in canoes. <m the other hand, the continuous 

 appearance of tl i the oorth ride of the chan- 



nel, and its tending to the southward, | I a fear 



licit we v ing a deep inlet. 



In this state of doubt we landed often, and endea- 

 vored, from the summits oi the highest hills adjoining 



the i ascertain the true nature of the coast, but 



in vain, and we continued paddling through the chan- 

 nel all uighl against a fresh breeze, which, at half | 

 four, increased to a violei and compelled us to 



land. The gale diminished a short time after noon 



on the 3d, and permitted U8 to re-embark andcontil 

 our voyage until four P.M., wheo it returned with i;- 

 former \ ind finally obliged us to encamp, hav- 



ing come twenty-four miles on a Bouth-easl three-quar- 

 ter south eon 



From the want of drift wood to make a tire we had 



d all day, and weir under the D in the 



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