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falling again upon some branch of the Contwoy-to. 
Some deer were seen in the morning, but the hunters 
failed of killing any, and in the afternoon we fell into 
the track of a large herd, which had passed the day 
before, but did not overtake them. In consequence 
of this want of success we had no breakfast, and but a 
scanty supper ; but we allayed the pangs of hunger, 
by eating pieces of singed hide. A little tripe de roche 
was also obtained. These would have satisfied us in 
ordinary times, but we were now almost exhausted by 
slender fare and travel, and our appetites had become 
ravenous. We looked, however, with humble confi- 
dence to the great Author and Giver of all good, for 
a continuance of the support which had hitherto been 
always supplied to us at our greatest need. The 
thermometer varied to-day between 25° and 28°. 
The wind blew fresh from the south. 
On the 18th the atmosphere was hazy, but the day 
was more pleasant for walking than usual. The coun- 
try was level and gravelly, and the snow very deep. 
We went for a short time along a deeply beaten road, 
made by the reindeer, which turned suddenly off to 
the south-west, which was a direction so wide of our 
course that we could not venture upon ‘following it. 
All the small lakes were frozen, and we marched across 
those which lay in our track.. We supped off the 
tripe de roche which had been gathered during our 
