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for farinaceous food, although we might, perhaps, regard 

 a large cake as the acme of happiness. Every now and 

 then we cheer ourselves up with lime-juice grog, a l^lood- 

 pancake, or some stewed whortleberries, and let our im- 

 aginations run riot over all the amenities of civilization, 

 which we mean to enjoy to the full when we get home ! 

 Perhaps it will be many a long day before we get there ; 

 perhaps there will be many a hard trial to overcome. 

 But, no ; I will believe the best. There are still two months 

 of summer left, and in them something can be done. 



" Friday, July 19th. Two full-grown Ross's gulls fiew 

 over here from the northeast and went west this morning. 

 When far off they uttered cries which reminded me of 

 that of the wryneck, and which I at first thought came 

 from a little auk. They flew quite low, just over my 

 head, and the rose-color of their under-parts could be seen 

 plainly. Another Ross's gull flew by here yesterday. It 

 is strange that there should be so many of them. Where 

 are we } 



" Tuesday, July 23d. Yesterday forenoon we at last 

 got clear of ' Longing Camp,' and now, I am thankful to 

 say, we are again on the move. W^e have worked day 

 and night to get off. First we thought it would be on 

 the 19th, then the 20th, and then the 21st, but something 

 always cropped up that had to be done before we could 

 leave. The bread, which had been soaked in sea-water, 

 had to be carefully dried in the frying-pan over the lamp, 

 and this took several days ; then the socks had to be 



