GOOD-SOULED TWEROONG. 



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en, especially Tweroong, who frequently brought various cooked 

 dishes to tempt my poor appetite. Oh, woman ! thou, indeed, 

 canst rob pain of its sting, and plant refreshing flowers in its 

 place. Thy mission is a glorious one. Even among the rudest 

 tribes of the earth thy softening hand and kindly heart are found. ' 

 No land, however distant, however repulsive, limits thy noble 

 deeds. Thy words may be few, but they are musical to one sick 

 in body or wearied in mind ; thy good works may be silently 

 done, but they are lasting and immeasurable. 



A very high tide occurred on the morning of September 5th. 

 The weather was pleasanter, but many signs were manifest which 

 urged me to return to the ship. The Kingaite mountains were 

 topped with white, and the cold was sensibly felt in the night 

 time ; but my sick state still prevented me from moving out on 

 any land excursion, as I wished. The same morning " Miner," 

 with his wife and crew, left for the place of our thirteenth en- 

 campment. 



I here bring forward a few extracts from my journal : 



" Thursday, September 5th. * * * * To-morrow we leave 

 our fifteenth encampment for the place of the thirteenth. There 

 I shall find my good-souled Innuit friend Tweroong, who will pre- 

 pare me something good. I do not like to leave here till I have 

 done more work ; but I must go, sick as I am. 



" The weather now indicates a favorable change. The evening 

 is pleasant. I pray God to bless me with restored health. 



"This evening, at high tide, I and Koojesse were going to take 

 the boat and ferry the river, that I might visit the remarkable 

 phenomenon of these regions — the Sand Mount ; but I have sent 

 for him to come to my tupic, saying I could not go — was not able, 

 indeed. 



" The snow that fell last night, and which whitened the mount- 

 ains of Kingaite this morning, has disappeared during the day. 



"Friday, September 6th. Another terrible night of struggle with 

 pains. When shall I be well again ? The fine weather of to-day 

 has been of some benefit. God be praised. 



" This morning, at an early hour, T was up. I might as well 

 have been up all night ; for, though down on a soft tuktoo bed, 

 and dry, yet I could get no sweet sleep. 



" When the tide was up sufficient to set the boat afloat, I got 

 Koojesse and Koodloo to ferry me across the river, that I might 

 visit the peculiar sight which had been constantly staring me in 



