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rendered thus : " GoocUby, our friends. May you fare well." "We 

 rowed for about half an hour, when, finding the sea too heavy for 

 our frail boat, we hoisted sail and steered direct to the middle of 

 the island — Nou-yarn. At about 2 30 P.M. we stopped at a point 

 of the island, and Koodloo went ashore, shortly returning with a 

 shoulder-load of live oak for fuel, which was clearly part of the 

 Traveller wreck. 



From Jones's Cape we had a hard and tedious passage across 

 the mouth of the sound, consuming two and a half hours in mak- 

 ing good three miles. The wind freshened to a strong breeze, and 

 for an hour we were in the " suds." Every few minutes a " white- 

 cap" was sent with all force into our boat, thoroughly wetting us 

 and every thing. Tunukderlien was kept constantly baling, and 

 Kooperneung tucked his nuliana under the folds of his oil jacket 

 to keep her from the overleaping waves. The sheet was not 

 made fast, but was kept in the hands of some of the lady crew, 

 ready at any moment for the word — Let go ! 



The passage was by no means free from danger; but Grod rules 

 the waves, and He brought us safely over. A light shower of 

 rain soon came, accompanied by the glorious bow of good prom- 

 ise, which presented a vivid contrast with the dark moss covering 

 of the rocky mountains forming the background of the picture. 

 At about 3 P.M. we reached Brewster's Point,* the southeastern 

 extreme of Barrow's Peninsula,") - where we made our fifth, en- 

 campment. 



That night, looking with my spyglass over to the snow mount- 

 ains of Kingaite, I saw what I at first thought to be the fires of a 

 volcano. After consultation with Koojesse and Kooperneung, I 

 concluded it to be the light of the declining moon reflected from 

 the snow. The effect was strikingly peculiar, the light being red, 

 but in form like a comet's tail. 



The next day, August 15th, a head wind condemned the boat's 

 crew to a hard pull ; and, as they made slow progress, I took my 

 compass and tripod, and walked along the southern coast of Bar- 

 row's Peninsula, directing Koojesse to come for me when I should 

 signal him. Charley likewise had gone ahead with his gun to 



* I named this point after A. Brewster, of Norwich, Connecticut. It is on the 

 west side at the entrance to Peter Force Sound, nearly on a parallel with the place 

 of fourth encampment, and is in lat. 62° 55' N., long. 65° 51' W. 



f Named by me after John Barrow, of London, England. It is bounded by New- 

 ton's Fiord, Peter Force Sound, Frobisher Bay, and Hamlen's Bay. (Vide Chart.) 



