IN THE ICE — BERGS. 
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with those of the party who were taking their first 
lessons in floe navigation. 
“July 30, Saturday.—Again moored alongside of an 
iceberg. The 'wind off shore, but hauling to the south¬ 
ward, with much free water. 
“12 m.— The fog too dense to see more than a 
quarter of a mile ahead; occasional glimpses through 
it show no practicable leads. Land to the northeast 
very rugged : I do not recognise its marks. Two lively 
bears seen about 2 a.m. The ‘Red Boat,’ with Petersen 
and Hayes, got one; I took one of the quarter-boats, 
and shot the other. 
“Holding on for clearer weather. 
“July 31, Sunday.—Our open water beginning to 
fill up very fast with loose ice from the south, went 
around the edges of the lake in my gig, to hunt for a 
more favorable spot for the brig; and, after five hours’ 
hard heaving, we succeeded in changing our fasts to 
another berg, quite near the free water. In our pre¬ 
sent position, the first change must, I think, liberate 
us. In one hour after we reached it, the place we left 
was consolidated into pack. We now lie attached to a 
low and safe iceberg, only two miles from the open sea, 
which is rapidly widening toward us under the in¬ 
fluence of the southerly winds. 
“We had a rough time in working to our present 
quarters, in what the whalers term an open hole. We 
drove into a couple of bergs, carried away our jib-boom 
and shrouds, and destroyed one of our quarter-boats. 
“August 1, Monday.—Beset thoroughly with drift- 
