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arranged—acquainted Lord Dufferin with our determi¬ 
nation. Almost immediately, the yonng Lord sent on 
board us a tin box, with two letters, one for his mother, 
and one for our commander. In the latter he stated 
that—finding himself clear of the ice, and master of his 
own movements—he preferred continuing his voyage 
alone, uncertain whether he should at once push for 
Norway, or return to Scotland. 1 The two ropes that 
united the vessels were then cast off, a farewell hurrah 
was given, and in a moment the English schooner was 
lost in the fog. 
Our return to Reykjavik afforded no incident worth 
notice ; the “ Heine Hortense keeping her course out¬ 
side the ice, encountered no impediment, except from the 
intense fogs, which forced her—from the impossibility 
of ascertaining her position—to lie to, and anchor off the 
cape during part of the day and night of the 13th. 
On the morning of the 14th, as we were getting out 
of the Lyre Fiord where we had anchored, we met— 
to our great astonishment—the “ Cocyte ” proceeding- 
northward. Her commander, Sonnart, informed us that 
on the evening of the 12th, the “ Saxon ”—in con¬ 
sequence of the injuries she had received, had been 
forced back to Reykjavik. She had hardly reached the 
ice on the 9th, when she came into collision with it ; 
five of her timbers had been stove in, and an enormous 
leak had followed. Becoming water-logged, she was 
run ashore, the first time at Onundarfiord, and again in 
Reykjavik roads, whither she had been brought with 
the greatest difficulty. 
1 I was purposely vague as to my plans, lest you might learn we 
still intended to go on. 
