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ARCTIC RESEARCH EXPEDITION. 



one pleases, act as one pleases, and go where and when one 

 pleases ; so I determined to look brightly forward, placing all my 

 dependence on God. 



I watched the ship's progress. She got along but slowly. 

 There was a light wind from the southeast against her. It was 

 tack, tack, all the day long. Every now and then I ascended a 

 hill on the island to look at her. It was past meridian before she 

 got clown as low as Parker's Bay.* By evening she had reached 

 French Head, but late in the P.M. had drifted back, evidently 

 with the tide, to Parker's Bay. White clouds now capped the 

 high land about there, which was the precursor of a storm. 



During the day, Sharkey, E-e-u-ar-ping (the latter the youngest 

 son of Artarkparu), and a boat's crew of those Innuits remaining 

 at Eescue Harbor, started off to French Head. Koodloo also, in 

 my boat, with Suzhi and Ookoodlear, with the children, went 

 among the islands ducking, but obtained only two ducks. Wish- 

 ing to manufacture some balls of the lead which I had with me for 

 my rifle and Koodloo's gun, the thought came into my head that 

 the hull of the Rescue had still some hard coal in her, and that, by 

 §aking advantage of the low tide, I could obtain it ; therefore I 

 and Koodloo, with Suzhi, went in the boat to the "ghost." The 

 tide was still ebbing when we got alongside, but, on examination, 

 it was found that the water inside of her was too deep to fish for 

 coal. We therefore started elsewhere to fish for something else, 

 or try for seal. We drew up to the point of an island to gratify 

 the Innuits in killing some little birds about the size of our rob- 

 ins at home, but here called by the natives sik-yar-ung. They 

 were too small game for the expense of powder, therefore Kood- 

 loo tried to kill them by throwing stones, but failed, though they 

 were by no means shy. We then rowed off to look for seals. 

 Presently we saw one. My rifle was instantly raised, but just as 

 I pulled the trigger a little boy in the boat lifted himself up and 

 unsettled my aim. The seal went off, much to our vexation, as 

 we had nothing on shore to eat except the two ducks. We again 

 saw the seal, but were unable to kill it ; therefore we returned to 

 the "ghost," and this time were able to enter her hull. After 

 some trouble I succeeded in procuring about two and a half buck- 

 ets of hard coal, and having had an old stove placed in my boat 

 when I left the ship to leave on Whale Island, the present acqui- 

 sition made it very serviceable. 



* Named after Captain John Parker, of Hull, England. Parker's Bay makes 

 westward from Field Bay, and is in lat. 62° 48' N., and long. 64° 55' W. 



