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Dr. RICHARDSON'S NARRATIVE. 



After Captain Franklin had bidden us 

 farewell we remained seated by the fireside 

 as long as the willows the men had cut for 

 us before they departed, lasted. We had 

 no tripe de roche that day, but drank an in- 

 fusion of the country tea-plant, which was 

 grateful from its warmth, although it af- 

 forded no sustenance. We then retired to 

 bed, where we remained all the next day, 

 as the weather was stormy, and the snow- 

 drift so heavy, as to destroy every prospect 

 of success in our endeavours to light a fire 

 with the green and frozen willows, which 

 were our only fuel. Through the extreme 

 kindness and forethought of a lady, the 

 party, previous to leaving London, had been 

 furnished with a small collection of religious 



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