DR. IIA YES’S RETURN. 
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forced inaction, a broken-down man, oppressed by cares, 
with many dangers before me, and still under the sha¬ 
dow of a hard wearing winter, which has crushed two 
of my best associates. Here on the spot, after two 
unavailing expeditions of search, I hold my opinions 
unchanged; and I record them as a matter of duty 
upon a manuscript which may speak the truth when I 
can do so no longer. 
“June 1, Thursday.—At ten o’clock this morning 
the wail of the dogs outside announced the return of 
Dr. Hayes and William Godfrey. Both of them were 
completely snow-blind, and the doctor had to be led to 
my bedside to make his report. In fact, so exhausted 
was he, that in spite of my anxiety I forbore to question 
him until he had rested. I venture to say, that both 
he and his companion well remember their astonishing 
performance over stewed apples and seal-meat. 
“ The dogs were not so foot-sore as might have been 
expected; but two of them, including poor little 
• Jenny,’ were completely knocked up. All attention 
was bestowed upon these indispensable essentials of 
Arctic search, and soon they were more happy than 
their masters.” 
§r. J^agts’s franuff. 
Dr. Hayes made a due north line on leaving the brig; 
but, encountering the “squeezed ices” of my own party 
in March, he wisely worked to the eastward. I had 
advised him to descend to Smith’s Sound, under a con¬ 
viction that the icebergs there would be less numerous, 
