CRUISE OF LA BELLE MARGUERITE 
together with salt and butter, the whole form- 
ing a stiff pancake which was browned on one 
side, turned over and browned on the other, 
and then cut into four pie-shaped pieces that 
could stand alone. It tasted good, although 
a trifle fishy, but it had great staying qualities, 
in fact, as I noted in my journal, it was “‘ fine 
and filling.” 
That afternoon we did not sail far, for even 
in Labrador it is calm sometimes, and we cast 
anchor in the Grand Bay of Piashte-bai, — 
the nomenclature which I follow with great care 
is at times difficult. Here we were surrounded 
by granitic glacier-smoothed islands, cut by 
dark basaltic dykes, supporting but little vege- 
tation and that of an arctic type, —a bleak 
coast. On one of these islands we found the 
remains of a white man’s camp as shown by a 
circle of empty tins, and discovered the cause 
of his presence in some blasting operations 
which had been conducted for the purpose of 
obtaining a small quantity and poor quality 
of mica. The quest for “‘ wealth in the rocks ”’ 
proves often a disastrous will-o’-the-wisp for 
mankind. 
We visited another cormorant colony the 
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