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occupied as they disbanded on the beach by a party of Pt. Hope natives on their way to Hortham Inlet who were living up here for better weather. Their [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] conical lodges covered with old seal skin and drill with the umiaks resting on one side close to the water and the dogs + people moving about as we came in made a pleasing foreground to the stem rugged back of cliffs down which to a savage blasts of wind in a perfect fury seeming bent on destruction. The lee of all high land in Berings Sea and here in the Arctic seems to be a place of redoubled violence for the wind whenever there is a strong wind outside.
Woollys begin at once to make themselves felt about the lee of the cliffs and headlands. We can to anchor just about 200 yds off the cut where the stream flows down and prepared for taking in water. The Captain, Prof M. and I went on shore in the first boat sent in with a load of trackers for water and the wind blew with such force that the Capt. ordered a line run between the vessel and shore to haul the boat back and forth. We landed and were surrounded at once by a dozen clamorous natives demanding presents in crowding about like their brethren at Pt. Hope. The 3 lodges here were mainly formed of tanned seal skin with a square door in the side about 2 feet from the ground as follows [[drawing]]