IN AUDUBON'S LABRADOR 



he wished to see something of the intervening 

 coast, but, as the pilot knew "nothing at all" 

 of the harbors, they proceeded to Bradore Bay, 

 where they came to anchor the next morning. 

 He says his "mind was as troubled as the 

 ocean" and that the coast is "crowded with 

 islands of all sizes and forms, against which 

 the raging waves break in a frightful man- 

 ner." I could not but regret that such a man 

 should have been hindered in his work by such 

 a pilot. Our good captain sailed northeast 

 straight in among the maze of islands, and, 

 after a passage of five miles through a water- 

 way a mile broad, turned east and entered the 

 long passage between the islands and shore 

 known as La Petite Rigolet. For eighteen miles 

 this passage extends, and we sailed through it 

 with a good wind astern. In places it was but 

 a couple of hundred yards wide. One such 

 place, the narrowest of all, is called Rapide 

 Lessard, for here Madame Lessard, traveling 

 in the winter on a dog-sledge, broke through 

 the ice and was drowned; a cross on the rocks 

 commemorates the tragedy. In other places 

 long bays extended off to the right or left with 

 deep valleys beyond, within whose sheltering 

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