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A GREAT SPREE ON WHORTLEBERRIES. 
Island, it was difficult to imagine liow any amount of 
water could flow from its breast. It was a double peak 
rising bodily out of the sea and composed entirely of its 
rocky beach, ravined sides, and double crest. There were 
no signs of water as you looked upon its general appear- 
ance, and we long wondered where it could come from: 
our wonder was subsequently solved by the captain, -who 
ascended to its summit and found there in the sheltered 
ravine, between the two peaks, an immense bed of snow, 
whose gradual melting supplied the valuable stream. 
The whole island was not more than a mile in circum- 
ference, and its elevation was probably six hundred feet; 
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it was distant about one-half or three-quarters of a mile 
from the mainland, and its rocky shores were strewed with 
the finest drift-wood. Its sides and summits also proved 
to be jplentifully covered with a species of whortleberry, 
which we gathered in large quantities and enjoyed as 
men only can enjoy such things who have been on the 
salt sea for months. I shall always remember Fabius 
Island as long as my appetite and taste for whortleberries 
last. 
We were anchored there three or four days, engaged in 
the work of wooding, watering, &c., and during that time 
we got up several bear-hunts through the ravines of the 
island 'without success. There were but two indications 
of animal life ever having existed along its rocky sides 
and berry-covered heights, and these were the carcase of 
a dead whale that had been washed upon the rocks, and 
the whitening bones of some unfortunate bear, who had 
probably died from old age or the eftects of a distant shot 
from some passing whale-boat. Our daily hunts, there- 
