438 RETURN OF 'WITHDRAWING PARTY. 
thirty-five miles from our anchorage. And even now, 
here are these Esquimaux, sleek and oily with their 
walrus-blubber, only seventy miles off. It is not a 
region for starvation, nor ought it to be for scurvy. 
CLIFFS, NORTHUMQERLAND ISLAND. 
“December 12, Tuesday.—Brooks awoke me at 
three this morning with the cry of ‘Esquimaux again!’ 
I dressed hastily, and, groping my -way over the pile of 
boxes that leads up from the hold into the darkness 
above, made out a group of human figures, masked by 
the hooded jumpers of the natives. They stopped at 
