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Nov. 26th. — Carpenter died this morning- • the 

 poor fellow did not suffer acutely on the approach 

 of death, but the animal energies were destroyed, 

 and they withered away one after another, without 

 pain or strugg-le. At eleven o'clock, being- Sunday, 

 I read prayers, and in the evening' we buried our 

 late companion in the bed of the creek, and I read 

 the iuneral service over him. The natives came 

 ag-ain this morning-, leaving- their spears at a 

 distance, and brought us a few small fish; but 

 remembering- their former treachery, we took very 

 little notice of them, and shewed that they could 

 only expect kind treatment from us, so long as they 

 themselves continued peaceable. During the last 

 few days we shot a few pigeons and parrots, also 

 a small blue heron. 



Wov. 27 th. — We killed another horse this morning, 

 and had the meat all cut up and on the stage by 

 nine o'clock, with all the appearance of a fine day 

 to dry it. But about eleven o'clock a heavy thunder 

 storm came on, and it rained all day. I kept a fire 

 burning near the stage all night. 



Nov. 28th. — We were very uneasy at the con- 

 tinued wet weather, as it threatened to destroy the 

 scanty remains of our provision, the flesh already 

 beginning to smell very badly. 



Nov. 2dth. — It was raining heavily all day, and 

 our meat became almost putrid. 



Nov. SOth. — This day a fresh breeze blew, and 

 there was no rain ; I cut up all the meat that would 



