Chapter XL 



LANCASTER SOUXD AXD BARROW STRAIT. 



fftBIDAY, June 27th. — Much to my 

 vexation, this has been a thick, hazy 

 day, with the clouds hanging so low as 

 totally at times to obscure all glimpses 

 of the land. At 8 a.m. we rounded Cape Liverpool, 

 having a brisk south-easterly breeze in our favour. 

 Passing a large glacier running down out of a deep 

 gorge to the water's edge, off which several bergs, 

 probably fragments from this very glacier, were 

 aground, we came abreast of Cape Hay, which 

 appeared steep and precipitous. At this place there 

 is a large loomery, and as we passed we saw a 

 countless number of these birds, both on the water 

 and on the wing ; but our time was too precious to 

 allow us to stop for the purpose of bagging a few of 

 these wild fowl, which afford such a pleasing variety 

 to our everlasting beef; so the looms were allowed 

 to remain unmolested, and in undisputed possession 

 of their sterile and apparently inaccessible home. 



