250 BOATLOAD OF VENISON. 



sound, I had observed a large bay on the 

 opposite side of the fiord to be full of floating 

 ice, and we now sailed across to that in hopes 

 of falling in with seals. It was very suitable 

 ice ; but the night was too cold for seals, and 

 we only found two on many square miles of 

 ice. I shot them both, but one of them was 

 lost. I observed a great many large dark- 

 coloured stones lying on different pieces of this 

 ice, and mistook several of them for seals, until 

 we got close enough to discover our mistake. 

 These stones probably tumbled off the hills on 

 the ice while it lay in an unbroken sheet across 

 the fiord, and were now being transported about 

 to be deposited elsewhere. 



We had a cold and fatiguing row back to the 

 yacht, and did not reach her until we had been 

 twenty-eight hours absent. 



As I expected. Lord David had found his 

 valley full of deer, and had shot a boat-load of 

 them. His men had further to carry them 

 than mine had, so they did not reach the yacht 

 until after an absence of nearly forty hours. 



I observed two very singular mountains in 

 this trip up the high fiord. One of these was a 

 long, large hill of about 1500 feet in height, and 

 apparently composed of the same shaly, sandy 



