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aud bumbles twenty pounds. He is just sucb a 

 beast as I shot at ou Saturday last, perhaps he is 

 the same; yet neither so old nor so large as the 

 one which I killed on the tw^enty-seventh of Oc- 

 tober in the year seventy, but in much better con- 

 dition; having an inch of fat on his ribs, and an 

 inch and a half on his haunches. 



Sunday, October 4, 1778. This afternoon, four 

 Nescaupick, or Mountaineer Indians came hei^ in 

 two canoes, and were the same whom I had seen 

 at Caribou two years ago. They had no furs with 

 them, and went back at sunset; promising that 

 they would return in a day or two, and bring all 

 the rest of their tribe, whom they had left at Cari- 

 bou. 



Monday, October 5, 1778. Three Indians ap- 

 pearing upon Berry Hill, I went and brought them 

 over to my house. These were the chief, whose 

 name is Pere Barecack; his wife, Cowcosish, and 

 their daughter, Catherine Ooquioo; a girl about 

 sixteen years of age: they did me the honour to 

 stay all night; got drunk, and were very trouble- 

 some. I purchased one ranger, and five beaver 

 skins of them, being all they brought. 



Sunday, October 11, 1778. Winter begins now 

 to appeal"; the Mealy Mountains have put on their 

 new liveries, and every downd'all whitens the 

 heads <»f the liigli hills. Thf decj- are beating out 

 to the barren headlands on the sea coast; the eider, 

 and king-ducks' are hastening to the southward; 

 and ^T'onse arc chatterinu: in great flocks upon the 



'King f'idpr, Somateria Hperlahilifi. 



