THE LABRADOR JOURNAL 



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 Idy. We arrived 

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 [Village, placed at 

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 le buildings, all of 

 ^ere on the stocks, 

 tate of cultivation, 

 3ut two thousand, 

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 : had what seemed 

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 Is and other things, 

 at eight, when we 

 The Professor's 

 vn, and looks much! 



August 23. We had an excellent Scotch breakfast at 

 Professor McCullough's. His whole family were present, 

 four sons and a daughter, besides his wife and her sister. 

 I became more pleased with the professor the more he 

 talked. I showed a few Labrador drawings, after which 

 we went in a body to the University, once more to examine 

 his fine collection. I found there half a dozen specimens 

 of birds which I longed for and said so; the Professor had 

 the cases opened, the specimens taken out, and he ofifered 

 them to me with so much apparent good will that I took 

 them. He then asked me to look around and not to leave 

 any object which might be of assistance in my publica- 

 tion ; but so generous had he already proved himself that 

 I remained mute; I saw several I would have liked to have, 

 but I could not mention them. He offered me all his fresh- 

 water shells, and any minerals I might choose. I took a 

 few specimens of iron and copper. I am much surprised 

 that this valuable collection is aot purchased by the 

 government of the Province ; he offered it for ;^500. I 

 think it well worth ^1,000. Thou wilt say I am an 

 enthusiast; to this I will reply — True, but there are many 

 more in the world, particularly in Europe. On our return 

 to the " Royal Oak " we were called on by Mr. Blanchard, 

 the deputy consul for the United States, an agreeable man, 

 who offered to do whatever he could for us ; but the coach 

 was almost ready, our birds were packed, our bill paid, and 

 the coach rolled off. I walked on ahead with Mr. Blan- 

 chard for about a mile; he spoke much of England, and 

 knew John Adamson of Newcastle and other friends there. 

 The coach came up, and we said farewell. The wind had 

 commenced to blow, and soon rain fell heavily; we went 

 on smoothly, the road being as good as any in England, 

 and broader. We passed through a fine tract of country, 

 well wooded, well cultivated, and a wonderful relief to our 

 eyes after the barren and desolate regions of rocks, snow, 

 tempests, and storms. We stopped to dine at four in the 



