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and give them a few cheering words. Our walrus-meat 
was nearly exhausted. 
I had fixed upon two new stations farther to the 
south, as the depots to which our stores were now to 
be transported. One was upon the old and heavy floes 
off Navialik, “the big gull’s place,”—a headland oppo¬ 
site Cape Hatherton.—the other on the level ice-plain 
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near Littleton Island. Having now gathered our stores 
at Anoatok, I began with a thankful heart to move 
them onward. I sent on Metek to the farther station 
with two bags of bread-dust, each weighing ninety 
pounds, and, having myself secured some three hundred 
pounds at Navialik, drove on for Etah Bay. 
My long succession of journeys on this route had 
made me thoroughly weary of the endless waste of ice 
