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ing in Labrador, at least one poor heart grateful 

 and thoughtful. A hearty service aboard and many 

 minor cases of sickness closed the day. Daylight 

 again saw boats alongside the Albert, and we were 

 called to visit a poor Eskimo dying from consumption. 

 He had been brought from an island four days before, 

 and was lying in a lonely hut, hoping some day that 

 he would be well enough to get aboard the mail 

 steamer for advice. 



The poor house was indeed ill-calculated for a 

 dying man ill-ventilated, ill-lighted, and dirty 

 with little clothing, and still less food, semi-starva- 

 tion was rapidly hastening on the end. Oh, for a 

 clean bed, a nurse, a hospital, to put such cases in, 

 was the whole talk over tea that evening. All was 

 done that could be. Food, medicine, and some warm 

 clothing were taken him ; but ere the Albert came 

 south again, death had claimed the poor fellow for 

 its victim, and closed the sad scene of human suffer- 

 ing; and the valley of shadows had been crossed 

 without the knowledge of a Saviour, who takes 

 away all its sting. At whose door will this fault 

 be laid ? Not more than once a year does the sound 

 of the glad tidings of God's grace reach Spotted 

 Island, the home still of some fifty persons. 



To avoid repetition, I must now content myself 

 by giving a general description of the people of 

 this coast and their methods of earning a living. 



