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1861 Apr 27 Sat.

tumble - [[underlined]] down! [[/underlined]]  After making the ice in front of the Igloos, the sledge, dogs & driver not being quite in readiness, Sterry started on ahead - I attempting to follow.  My States' friends should have been present to enjoy the sight I presented - to have joined in the ringing, side splitting laughter of this noble band of Innuits at the grotesque figure I cut in old Seko's [[underlined]] skin-tight-breeches! [[/underlined]]

The Innuits, great & small, - male & female - were out on the ice.  I shook the hand of each with sad heart at parting with them.  [[underlined]] They were sad too, [[/underlined]] till my duck-like - [[underlined]] Waddle [[/underlined]] tore them abruptly from sighing & plunged them uncerimoneously into a sea of merriment.  I had gained perhaps a rod, when the Kum-mi-ti (sledge) was flying past me.  I gave one leap & landed on the heads of dog driver, Kok-er-jab-in & Cap-a-tain.  Long after our departure though the dogs flew with the speed of the winds.  I looked back & could see the happy crowd looking after us & still in the enjoyment of the fun I & [[underlined]] Old Seko's Breeches [[/underlined]] had created!  I must not forget to add, that pretty little Puk-e-neg-gar attended me till the last moment.  Her heart seemed overwhelmed with grief of my going.  A bright, noble daughter - a child of God is she.  Happiness here & [[underlined]] a blissful eternity be hers. [[/underlined]]

The dog team was a capital one - 4 old dogs & 4 young.  Over the smooth, clean ice wh. extended from the Island where we found the settlment down to Point "D." of Wednesday's record our progress was very rapid.  As we passed the Island at our right on which we made our Igloo (AN-NU-ER-TUN(G)) name [[?]]

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1861 Apr 27 Sat

I cast anxious looks that way thinking how kindly it had befriended us - night travellers.  Though the Igloo had been our shelter & shield but one night yet from the circumstances I could not but feel like leaving an old & familiar acquaintance as we flew passed it.  Between the Island AK-KOO-WIE-SHUT-TOO PING (Sampson's settlement) & Point D. (called by the Innuits [[space]]) are many Islets.  From D. to C. the time seemed long tho the distance I had found going up to be between 7 & 8 miles.  Passing Point "D" - away up the extension of an arm of Bay was to be seen a peculiar mark on one of the mountains.  On enquiry about it of the Innuits who were on the sledge with me, I found it to be a remarkable spot (in the knowledge of this people from time immemorial).  It is called "Oo-mar-nung" (?) from its resemblance of the lower part of the abdomen [[underlined]] (with the "Variation") [[/underlined]] of a Woman!

Kning-n-ar-bin, the dog-driver, [[underlined]] (son of Sampson & K.) [[/underlined]] was particularly attentive to our accommodation & comfort while upon his conveyance.  In due time we arrived to the place where he began to look around for the deposite of Walrus.  He (K.) sighted by the distant mountains here & there, for the object of his search but somehow he had missed a point.  He left us in care of the dogs while he extended his search far out in the Bay.  He could not find the [[underlined]] cache. [[/underlined]]  "Kok-er-jab-in" started out to assist in finding it.  My astonishment was great when taking up my "spy" I saw that [[underlined]] she [[/underlined]] had found it! & that too in a place where [[?]] [[underlined]] common [[/underlined]] eye (say White man's)