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well, that lie would have lost both the bird and 

 the dart, had he not driven it near enough the 

 vessel for me to shoot it. 



Thursday, August 8, 1771. We anchored in the 

 harbour of Fogo at ten this morning, and, in the 

 coLirse of the day, landed all the oil and other 

 things. 



Sunday, August 11, 1771. Early in the morning 

 I engaged some of the best furriers in the place 

 (who are also good salmoniers) to enter into our 

 service for the ensuing year. At seven in the 

 evening I sailed for Charles Harbour. Mr. Bell, 

 the surgeon of this place, accompanied me on a 

 visit; and John Wrixon, a furrier, came also to 

 take a view of the country, in order to make a 

 report of his observations to his comrades. 



Wednes., September 11, 1771. According to 

 the custom of this part of the world, as well as 

 some others, all the people got very drunk today; 

 because some of their friends were taking their 

 leave of them, and going away. 



Sunday, September 15, 1771. In the morning I 

 read prayers to my family; in the afternoon I 

 went to the lower garden, and gathered some 

 green peas and ripe currants. 



Friday, September 27, 1771. After breakfast I 

 took two hands with me to rummage Atkinson 

 Pond. We looked at the slips and traps at Salt 

 Point and on Lyon Neck, and found an otter in 

 that at the mouth of the pond, but it was tainted. 

 We tailed two other traps for otters. In the eve- 

 ning a vessel appeared, working into the harbour; 



