CHAPTER XLVni. 



Notes in Labbadoe — GtriiF of St. Lawkenoe — St. Geokgb's Bat, Nbw- 

 poundland — The Village — Fishermen and Women — Indian Wig- 

 wams — Beating about at Sea. 



" August 11. At sea, Grulf of St. Lawrence. We are now fully 

 fifty mUes from the coast of Labrador. Fresh water was taken 

 on board, and aU preparations 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 Eiver. As we sailed away I saw 

 probably for the last time the high, and rugged hills, partly 

 immersed in large banks of fog, that usually 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 harbour to 

 another, or from behiud one rocky island to another, only three 

 nights have been passed at sea. Twenty-three drawings have 

 been commenced or finished, and now I am anxious to 'know if 



