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[[pencil]] 36 [[/pencil]] even to attempt a great act. Friday, June 29th 1860. During the night a smart breeze sprung up from the N.N.W. which now continues, doing us much service in putting us to the North. The day is rainy & chilly - but what of this to a determined soul? O, to be strong from the circumstances; to be excited by the promise of the mind; To be inspired as it were by the driven spirit, Tho I may continue to the end of life in my studies of Nature & her laws. May I be strong in the day of battle, May I not forget that I am a [[end page]] [[start page]] [[pencil]] 37 [[/pencil]] child of Deity - an humble instrument created for Work. the day has been overcast; the whole sky being covered with impervious clouds, except a few moments at Meridian when the Sun peered out just in sufficient time for me to [[strikethrough]] cath [[/strikethrough]] catch, its image in my Sextant by which I determined our Latitude to be 60°-31'-24"N. which is but a little over eleven miles further N. than that recorded of yesterday. Not so far advanced as I thought. Capt. B. made reference at [[strikethrough]] the [[/strikethrough]] supper [[/strikethrough]] [[strikethrough]] table [[/strikethrough]] this eve of an expressive [[insertion]] question [[/insertion]] of "Myet's" (an Esquimaux that he formerly carried to the Statue) when [[insertion]] great [[/insertion]] mortality was prevailing among the dogs of the Nation a few years ago. "Myet" [[strikethrough]] said [[/strikethrough]] enquired of the Captain Why it was that [[strikethrough]] the [[/strikethrough]] [[insertion]] his [[/insertion]] dogs [[insertion]] (Myet's) which were