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[[margin]] 1860
Wednesday
Aug 22 [[/margin]]
down there, yet I spent a full hour sweeping & seeking the lost. I did not find it. I am quite unfortunate relative to some of my most interesting "findings". I deplore the loss of this, above all others!
Every now & then, we espy a Seal popping up his head. They are very shy, or we should have shot some before this. They are numerous wherever we go. 
It was full 2 o'clock when we were going out of this Bay. [[strikethrough]] making our[[/strikethrough]] ^[[made our]] exit at the South Channel.
I will here give a sketch of the entrances to -& the Bay itself.

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The wind, ^[[the little we had]] having died away, two Boat's crews were ordered out. I volunteered to be one of the number. 
At 3 o'clock we were outside; tho' we arrived there not without [[strikethrough]] escaping [[/strikethrough]] danger.
The tide was running out at a fast rate. Some high rocks were seen beneath the aqueous element but too late to alter the course of the "Rescue". Our commander cried out: 'Pull away, pull away boys, pull away [[underlined]] hard [[/underlined]] or we'll be left high & dry! Every man's oar was a bow at every stroke Long ^[[quick]] strokes & strong strokes were ours. A few heavy swells & a rapid outward current carried us over these horrid rocks. Our advice is to any [[strikethrough]] navigator [[/strikethrough]] navigator