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mens, and he stops for a little talk, and then he too 

 wanders on. Mrs. Johnson and I sit and talk in the 

 afternoon sunshine, and then we stroll back through 

 the woods to the harbor, picking berries as we go and 

 gathering bouquets for the dinner table. Arrived on 

 the shore we encountered Mr. Kennedy who was just 

 coming along in his little dingy, a mite of a boat in 

 which he can run into all the nooks and corners and 

 collect for Agassiz. He lands and makes a fire, and 

 presently Dr. Pitkin arrives upon the scene with 

 some mussels, and we roast them in the cinders, and 

 so the afternoon passes, and the others come back 

 one by one, and we take to the boat again and reach 

 the ship just in time for dinner. This is a specimen of 

 many such little excursions; but this gypsy life will 

 soon be over, I suppose. If things go on all right, we 

 shall be out at sea again in a few days. 



Talcahuana, April 12 



I LEFT you on the third of April putting out to sea 

 about sunset and taking our last look at the snow 

 mountains of the Straits in all their rosy moonlight 

 beauty. We met head winds outside and had two very 

 rough days and nights. How easy to write it, how 

 hateful to experience! On Saturday, April 6, the 

 weather was again delightful, and we entered Cor- 

 covado Gulf (now you must look on the map and 

 see where that is, because I'm confident you don't 

 know). Here we had beautiful snow mountains in 

 sight all day, the peak of Corcovado and a wonder- 

 fully beautiful volcanic mountain called Melimoya, 



