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queiitly dropping clown, she as often picked it up 

 out of the mire and presented it again. 



I went out fishing again, in the evening, and 

 killed a codfish. 



Sunday, October 21, 1770. Early in the morn- 

 ing the Dispatch Shallop arrived from Fogo, laden 

 with jDrovisions, other stores, a sheep, a small pig, 

 and some traps. Six men, who are hired to our 

 company for the ensuing year, came in this boat; 

 two of whom are furriers. In the afternoon I read 

 prayers to my family. 



There was a continual fall of snow all the day; 

 but in the evening it turned to rain. 



Tuesday, October 23, 1770. I sent the shallop 

 to sea this morning with four hands, to try if they 

 could catch some fish. At eight o'clock a whale- 

 boat arrived from York Fort ; in which, came Mr. 

 Jones, the surgeon; and Mr. Macleod, a midship- 

 man, on a visit to me. At night the three Indian 

 men came here, when Attuiock informed me of 

 the loss of one of his children, that had died a 

 few days ago; also, he complained, that his house 

 was too bad to live in, and that he could kill no 

 provisions there. 



Wednes., October 24, 1770. At day-light this 

 morning, observing a falcon^ striking at my ducks, 

 I shot him. He was a strong, beautiful, speckled 

 bird. I sent Ned and the two furriers to tail traps 

 for otters in Punt Pond; and gave orders to the 

 Chateaumen for repairing an old Canadian house, 

 about half a mile down the river; for the better 



* Perhaps a duck hawk, Falco peregrinus anatum. 



