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[[images: three sketches of flies, the second image is labeled "Puff headed fly-"]] [[end page]] [[start page]] Low hills & mountains on the W side E side low as before; [[Gravel?]] banks W. Quartzose rock like granite but with out mica, in beach from hills back. Reach Yakutz Kalatinik about 2 at night, two small houses of indian style on a low bank known as Lofka adenocheke' where they cross to Ulukuk Swiftly down the rolling river Glides our rude canoe, Lea, and Lake and mountain sever elle, my sister far from you. Many a forest lies between us Deep and trackless wild, Many a day since one has seen us Clasped in fond embrace, clear child Here the sky is dark & cloudy Rough the rivers tide, Sharp the wind which whistles loudly Down the mountain side. Gentle be the breezes blowing, By Your summer home, Bright your tender flowers growing Where songbirds come.