A LABRADOR SPRING 
boat ‘‘ La Belle Marguerite,’ choosing the name 
the more readily as one of my own also bore it. 
From Esquimaux Point we set sail in “La 
Belle Marguerite ”’ with a good breeze on May 
25th, skirting the shore on the left and the 
islands on the right, successively passing Es- 
quimaux Island, Sea Cow Island, Charles 
Island and Hunting Island, all of the Mingan 
group. At times it seemed more like sailing in 
inland lakes than in the sea. The second of 
these islands just mentioned takes its name, 
not from the sea-cow or manatee, but from 
the walrus which formerly extended its range 
from the arctic regions along this Labrador 
coast, but is now never seen there except in 
the most northern portions of Labrador. 
From Esquimaux Point a beach extends 
eastward for twelve miles or more, backed by a 
sand and clay cliff, brown and white and gray, 
which increases in height towards the east- 
wards, where it reaches an elevation of a hun- 
dred and twenty-five feet. Here, as we after- 
wards discovered, bank swallows had made 
their nesting holes, and about sixty of these 
little birds, uttering their rasping chirps, were 
flying about. How they manage to dig their 
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