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[[image: a cross]] Sunday Oct 28, 1860

This morning of VI, the thermometer was 1/2 degree below zero, Bar 29.800, wind N.W. still blowing a gale, tho' not as strong as yesterday & last night.  The "Watch" tells me that about one hour after midnight, the wind was more violent than at any time since dropping anchor here.  At my appearance on deck, [[symbol for planet Jupiter]] & [[symbol for planet Venus]] greeted my sight from the cold, dark blue sky.  I sought my telescope, & had the pleasure of seeing one of [[symbol for planet Jupiter]] satellites but could [[strikethrough]] [[reap?]] [[/strikethrough]] reap no great benefit, as the G. H. was continually on the ^[[swing &]] roll.  As soon as the ice makes, I intend to erect a snow-observatory [[strikethrough]] out [[/strikethrough]] on one of the neighboring islands, where I can spend a considerable portion of my time - night & day- making observations. 
Some of the [[strikethrough]] hads [[/strikethrough]] ^hands^ commenced playing cards this morning [[strikethrough]] when [[/strikethrough]] ^[[on seeing which]] Capt. B. said: "You must recollect ^[[boys]] this is Sunday!"  This much was enough - the cards were placed one side & books ^[[taken]] [[strikethrough]] that [[/strikethrough]] their place.  At IX AM, Mgar & his crew came aboard.  Mgar says his mother is most dead!  This announcement he makes with apparent feelings of delight, as he has been hoping for several years she would die.  It will be recollected, I have before said, that when the Esquimaux dogs were dying off in large numbers here North ^[[2 or 3 years ago]], "Mgar" thought it very strange that such valuable "helps" as dogs should die, & such ^[[a]] [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] "help"[[underlined]]less[[/underlined]] creature as his old decrepit mother be allowed to live, & [[strikethrough]] still [[/strikethrough]] continue a burden to him!
At Meridian, Bar. 30.000 Ther. 13 1/2 [[symbol for degrees]], Wind blowing fresh, N.W.  During the gale, which ended this morning, the Bar. [[strikethrough]] has been [[/strikethrough]] ^[[was]] constantly rising, while now, it is up to height not exceeded or even equalled by [[strikethrough]] few [[/strikethrough]] ^[[many recorded]] observations since leaving the States.  Eve, Bar. 29.950, Ther. 17 [[symbol for degrees]], Wind ^[[moderate &]] N.W.  Cloudy  Capt B. ^[[tells me he]] is intending to have the noble Esquimaux, Kujesse & his nuliana , [[TunuKdelien?]] make their home [[strikethrough]] upon [[/strikethrough]] on board the "George [[strikethrough?]] Henry" this winter.  This will ^[[afford]]^ [[strikethrough]] me [[/strikethrough]] [[strikethrough]] be [[/strikethrough]] capital opportunity for getting mutually acquainted, they with me & I with them.  It will be recollected Kujesse [[strikethrough]] is [[/strikethrough]] with his wife, is the one to accompany me on my Boat Voyage to King Williams Land next year.  What rapid progress I should make this winter in acquiring the Esquimaux language having ^[[constantly by me]] Kujesse, [[strikethrough]] constantly by me [[/strikethrough]] who understands much of the American language, for my teacher!  If the weather is favorable, I hope to go over ^[[to-morrow]] & visit Capt John Parker  of the English Steamer.  I must go at once, or he will be gone.  His father of [[strikethrough]] the [[/strikethrough]] "True Love" has left a boat for me in his charge ^[[&]] I must get that. The boat ^[[it]] [[strikethrough]] it [[/strikethrough]]]] is said by Smith, who is a good judge, to be the [[underline]] best [[/underline]] of the [[underlined]] "True Love's"!  [[/underlined]] Now with the one Capt. B. intends to let me have, I shall be in excellent trim again for the all important voyage.  Capt. B. communicated ^[[to me]] on deck to-night, that he would extend [[strikethrough]] of [[/strikethrough]] all facilities possible next spring ^[[for me]] to survey [[underline]] Frobisher's Bay [[/underline]].  How thankful I ought to be to High Heaven for the blessings that fall so thickly upon me from above!  By such facilities as Capt. B. kindly offers to extend to me, I can be the humble instrument by which geographical knowledge shall ^[[be]] extended.  Great credit will be rendered to Capt. ^[[B.]] for his sympathy & co-operation in carrying out the mission for which I am here: [[double underline]] Humanity, [[/double underline]] [[underline]] Geography [[/underline]] & Science!  IX o'clk night.  Cloudy - now & then a star peers through - [[strikethrough]] [[to?]] do. [[ditto for "peers through"]] of the Moon.