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Castle Cliffs frowned down upon the bay from the opposite 



cape. 



The site selected for our new home is only a few feet from 

 where we pitched our tent last year when engaged in the ex- 

 ploration of Inglefield Gulf, and where, amidst a furious rain- 

 storm, we celebrated our wedding anniversary. As we shall 

 celebrate at least two more such annix'ersaries here, we have 

 christened our new home " Anniversary Lodge." The great 

 cliff which mounts guard over us Mr. Peary has named Mt. 

 Bartlett, in honor of our gallant young skipper, Captain Harry 

 Bardett, of St. John's. Our snug and picturesque harbor is to 

 be known as Falcon Harbor, named after the little bark which 

 brought us here in safety, and which is the f^rst ship to anchor 

 in these waters. 



The day after we dropped anchor in Falcon Harbor we were 

 visited by five of our former Eskimo acquaintances, who had 

 paddled at least twenty-five or thirty miles in their kayaks on 

 seeing the ship pass their settlement. Two of them, Kuluting- 

 wah and Annowkah, were residents of Redcliffe, and it really 

 seemed like meeting old neighbors, although I must confess 

 that they appear even dirtier than they did a year ago. An- 

 nowkah told me that his wife, M'gipsu, who was our most 

 skilful seamstress, was ill; but it is impossible to get these 

 people to talk much about their sick, and so I was unable to 

 find out what really ailed the poor woman. 



Our Eskimos stayed with us a few days and assisted us m 

 landing our supplies. They were vastly amused at the burros, 



