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of land to carry. The wind was blowing straight from 
the islands on our port bow. Perhaps being so long 
in absolutely pure air makes one unusually alive to the 
least change in its quality. 
I made a jotting of Harvey this afternoon as he was 
laying it off to Peter beside the galley stove that is still kept 
in the focsle. How I wish I could give Harvey's yarns, 
with his mixture of Cornish and Scotch and good Queens 
English, patched with quaint nautical terms from all seas. 
He told of their forty days' voyage in the open boats 
worn Franz Joseph Land, in the spring of the year, to 
Spitsbergen, where Sir Allan Young met them and took 
them home on board the Hope, and how the food on 
board the Hope made their hands and feet swell because 
they had eaten nothing but meat of walrus and bear for 
a twelvemonth. And he described their landing in Peter- 
head ; and how the people, when they heard of the return 
