100 We make j 'or Melville Bay. 



threading our way amongst the numerous islands 

 off this part of the coast. 



Icebergs of large dimensions were in all directions, 

 which added to the beauty and novelty of the scene, 

 enhanced as it was by a glorious bright sunshiny 

 and real arctic day. 



At noon we passed the Horse's Head (why so 

 named I have been unable to discover, as it certainly 

 bears no resemblance to one), steaming within a 

 quarter of a mile of Cape Shackleton, a precipitous 

 cliff rising abruptly from the water to an altitude of 

 fourteen hundred feet, a famous place for looms ; 

 indeed, this place has the reputation of possessing 

 one of the largest and most prolific loomeries on 

 the coast of Greenland. The cliffs have the appear- 

 ance of the same metamorphic formation as at 

 Disco, although striated in a diagonal direction. 



From Cape Shackleton we emerged into a large 

 open water, entirely free from ice, which astonished 

 all on board, promising a fair and easy passage 

 through Melville Bay. 



Taking advantage of this favourable opportunity 

 we steamed on, passing close to the Deer Islands, 

 off which there is a remarkable and curious-shaped 

 hill, called by the whalers " Kettle-bottom-up hill." 

 When viewed from the southward, it certainly bears 

 some resemblance to that useful article of kitchen 

 furniture ; but when seen from the northward, it 

 takes the form of a sugar-loaf, being high and trun- 



