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10th Night in an Igloo!
Saturday Jan 19th 1861

Much disappointed am I!  The snow storm continues so that Kood-loo cannot return - Cannot start out to-day.  Capt B. will feel a great anxiety at the prolonged absence of all intelligence from me.  My breakfast this morn Black Skin & Tea!  First rate - tho' every one would not exactly agree with me as to the former.  I have been living for six days or more on the food of the Innuits.  Though I relish it well, yet this sudden change I have made may be felt more or less for a while.  We look anxiously for a pleasant day to-morrow.  I continue writing my letter to Capt B. giving him briefly a history of my experiences since leaving the "George Henry".

11th Night in an Igloo!
[[symbol: cross]] Jan 20th 1861

This morn, all up early - the weather thick and portentious.  Indeed, so threatening of a continuation of the storm that Kood-loo declined to proceede to "Rescue Harbor" alone fearing that he should lose the direction of the land if thick weather should close it from view. Ebierbing at once volunteered to accompany him.

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1861 [[symbol: cross]] Jan 20th

But knowing that he ought to be a-sealing his Igloo being exhausted of nearly all provision & Ook-sook, I declined at once to allow him to go; therefore I decided [[strikethrough]] at once [[/strikethrough]] to proceede with Kood-loo & made immediate arrangements accordingly.  We expected to be obliged to make one night's stop on the sea ice reaching the ship the eve of the 2d day.  My only preparation was a sleeping bag & shawl [[strikethrough]] wh. [[/strikethrough]] & my carpet sack filled with some unnecessary clothing wh. I had brought with me from the vessel.  My only provision was 1/2 lb "Baked Mutton" which I had carefully preserved to the present day.

At 8 AM, we were in readiness with a team of 12 dogs though mostly poor as very poor Crows.  Bidding my kind friends, Ebierbing & Tuk-oo-li-too, Te-bou-e tin (Good bye) by shakes of the hand & planting at the entrance a kiss - an American kiss with lips of each, away we went with Kummitie (Sledge) & Kimmin (dogs).  I led the way among the hummocky ice with which the Bay is very much encumbered.  At 1st the obstructed wh. we finally encountered, were so moderate that I anticipated a quick trip.  Soon it became certain that the snow - the deep snow was to be a matter that would greatly impede our progress.  On we struggled, our course being for many miles due South.  We moved at less than fair walk & much of the time we were at a [[underlined]] 'dead halt'. [[/underlined]]  Some of the way the dogs having broad feet & light bodies & the Kimm-mi-ti broad shoeing kept well upon the surface of the snow while Kood-loo & myself when we attempted to walk went knee & often thigh deep into it.  I say some of the way the Kum-mi-ti & dogs kept well up -  but a small proportion of the time however, for much of the time they were embedded nearly out of sight.

We had proceeded about a mile in this way when I experienced the case a desperate one

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