

CHAPTER XXXI. 



Azotes on Labrador — Gulf of St. Lawrence — St. George'' s Bay, N'evh 

 foiindland — The Village— Fishermen aiid Wotnen — Indian Wig- 

 ■warns — Beating About at Sea — Land on Rufs Island — Wander- 

 ings Overland — Pirtou — Truro and the Bay of Ftmdy — Arrival 

 at Halifax, Nova Scotia — Arrival at New York, and Calcidation 

 of Expenses. 



UG UST 1 1. At sea, Gulf of St. Lawrence. We are 

 now fully fifty miles from the coast of Labrador. 

 Fresh water was taken on board, and all prepa- 



rations were made last evening, and this morning we bid 

 adieu to the friends we had made at Labrador. 



" Seldom in my life have I left a country with as little 

 regret as this ; next in order would come East Florida, 

 after my excursion up the St. John's River. As we sailed 

 away I saw probably for the last tune the high and rug- 

 ged hills, partly immersed in large banks of fog, that usu- 

 ally hang over them. 



" Now we are sailing before the wind in full sight of 

 the south-west coast of Newfoundland, the mountains of 

 which are high, spotted with drifted snow-banks, and cut 

 horizontally with floating strata of fogs extending along . 

 the land as far as the eye can reach. The sea is quite 

 smooth, or else I have become a better sailor by this 

 rough voyage. Although the weather is cloudy, it is such 

 as promises in this region a fair night. Our young men 

 are playing the violin and flute, and I am scribbling in my 

 book. 



" It is worth telling that during the two months we 

 have spent on the coast of Labrador, moving from one har- 



