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OHAPTEB XII. 



Db. RICHARDSON'S NARRATIVE. 



After Captain Franklin had bidden ua farewell, we 

 remained Beated by the fire-side as long asthewillo 

 the men had cut for as before they departed, lasted. 

 We had oo frtpi ■ that day, but drank an in- 



fusion "f tin- country tea-plant, which was grateful 

 from its warmth, although it afforded no Bustenao 

 We tii"ii retired to bed, where we remained all the 

 next day, as the weather was Btormy, and the snow- 

 drift bo heavy, as to destroy every prospect of Buccess 

 in our endeavors to light a fire with the green and 

 frozen willows, which wen- our only fuel. Through 

 the extreme kindness and forethought of a lady, the 

 party, previous to Leaving London, had been furnished 

 with a small collection of religious books, of which 

 still retained two or three of the irtahle, and 



they proved of incalculable benefit to as. We read 

 portions of them to each other as we lay in bed, in ad- 



