'^August 19. The wind continued freshening, the 
Aneroid falling two tenths in the night. About eight 
I was called hy our master, with the news that a 
couple of vessels were following in our wake. We 
were shortening sail for our consort ; and hy half past 
twelve, the larger stranger, the Lady Franklin, came 
up along side of us. A cordial greeting, such as those 
only know who have been pelted for weeks in the sol- 
itudes of Arctic ice — and we learned that this was 
Captain Penny’s squadron, hound on the same pursuit 
as ourselves. A hurried interchange of news followed. 
The ice in Melville Bay had bothered both parties 
alike ; Commodore Austin, with his steamer tenders, 
was three days ago at Carey’s Islands, a group near- 
ly as high as 77° north latitude; the North Star, the 
missing provision transport of last summer,, was safe 
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