GOOD-BY TO THE ALBERT. 
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the fifth, her good folks had determined to make south, 
despairing of success in a northward effort ; and on the 
eleventh, while we were yet attached to the old land- 
floe, she found her way to an open lead, and disap- 
peared on the thirteenth. We could hardly talk of 
the regrets we all felt at losing them. It seemed to 
me that for days after I could hear their broken- 
hearted little hand-organ grinding “ The Garb of Old 
Gael;” and their gifts to me, Mr. Kennedy’s pocket 
Bible, Bellot’s French treatises, Cowrie’s Shetland 
woolens, and Hepburn’s gloves — it quite dispirited me 
to look at them. 
OOOD-BY TO THE TOINCE ALBEax, MSLVil.UE BAY. 
We perhaps thought of their departure the more, 
because it implied something of uncertainty as to our 
own fate. They had avowedly left us, fearless and 
enterprising as they were, to escape from hazards that 
we were continuing to brave. Mr. Leask, their vet- 
