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which they collect are sent off to Quebec 
at the first opening of the waters in 
spring, and not a skin of any sort was 
here for us to look at.’’ 
He gives a vivid picture of the face 
of Nature in Labrador on a fine day, 
under date of July2: ‘‘A beautiful 
day for Labrador. Drew another M. 
articus. Went on shore, and was most 
pleased with what Isaw. The country, 
so wild and grand, is of itself enough to 
interest any one in its wonderful dreari- 
ness. Its mossy, grey-clothed rocks, 
heaped and thrown together as if by 
chance, in the most fantastical groups 
imaginable, huge masses hanging on 
minor ones as if about to roll themselves 
down from their doubtful-looking situa- 
tions, into the depths of the sea beneath. 
Bays without end, sprinkled with rocky 
islands of all shapes and sizes, where in 
every fissure a Guillemot, a Cormorant, 
or some other wild bird retreats to secure 
its egg, and raise its young, or save itself 
