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clad land of Noursoak and Disco was beauti- 

 fully distinct; and at the same time the wind 

 died away, leaving us, at least, the opportunity 

 to contemplate at our leisure, their gloomy 

 grandeur. 



26M. — Steamed for ten hours last night. Fair 

 winds and calms have alternated since then, but 

 this evening we are within 20 miles, and hope 

 soon to get into port. I have been reading 

 over Young's report of his spring journey. It 

 comprises seventy-eight days of sledge-travel- 

 ling, and certainly under most discouraging 

 circumstances. Leaving the ship on 7th April, 

 he crossed the western strait to Prince of Wales' 

 Land, and thence traced its shore to the south 

 and west. On reaching its southern termina- 

 tion — Cape Swinburne, so named in honour 

 of Rear- Admiral Swinburne, a much-esteemed 

 friend of Sir J. Franklin, and one of the earliest 

 supporters of this final expedition — he describes 

 the land as extremely low, and deej)ly covered 

 with snow, the heavy grounded hummocks 

 which fringed its monotonous coast alone indi- 

 cating the line of demarcation betwixt land and 

 sea. To the north-east of this terminal cape 

 the sea was covered with level floe formed in 

 the fall of last year, whilst all to the north- 

 westward of the same cape was pack consisting 



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