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1861 May 17th Frid.
seating myself at her right facing the entrance Tuk-oo-li-too sat [[strikethrough]] on the [[/strikethrough]] [[underline]] out-side [[/underline]], at the entrance facing [[strikethrough]] me & [[/strikethrough]] O-Ku-ju-a-ju-ni-no & myself the tupick not admitting another human [[strikethrough]] even [[/strikethrough]] tho no bigger than "Tom Thumb" of Barnum notoriety.
Before the old lady whose position was a reclining one resting her elbows on the pillow-place of her bed & on her hands her chin & head. Before her was her little Kood-lin & before it between her & said lamp (not burning) a small Board on wh. was a handful of Baked beans wh. some good soul of the "George Henry" had given her - & also on said board were a few small broken pieces of Sea-bread wh. Tuk-oo-li-too had saved out of her ration breakfast [[strikethrough]] wh. [[/strikethrough]] on the vessel. During my stop with O-Ku-ju-a ju ni no the [[underline]] fond boy [[/underline]] of the old lady's affection cried out on the outside that he was hungry. She scooped up with her [[strikethrough]] [[mothers?]] [[/strikethrough]] hand a goodly proportion of the Beans & passed them to him, which was thrust in over Tuk-oo-li-toos shoulder. Some 20 minutes had elapsed the same cry by same boy was heard when a liberal share of the biscuit was given by the same hand. Beside said beans & bread close by was abundance of Walrus blubber & skin for the old lady's stomach when ready for it. Tuk-oo-li-too, though several times invited [[strikethrough]] by [[/strikethrough]] her [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] to change [[strikethrough]] position [[/strikethrough]] places with me, she being seated on a little Box that had been brought from her tupick out in the cool air, & her feet resting on the snow, would not do it preferring that I should have the seat of honor. During the interview had before us the sketch map drawing [[strikethrough]] of the [[/strikethrough]] by Innuit Koo-jes-se.
Relative to whales the old lady said that in [[strikethrough]] up [[/strikethrough]] her young days there were a great many in the Bay of Tin-nu-jok-ping goo-se-ong & many now every year - especially [[strikethrough]] at [[/strikethrough]] around an Island called Ming-u-to [[strikethrough]]o[[/strikethrough]] one that I saw on my late trip to "Sampson's" settlement. As I named over various places that I visited on that trip, O-Ku-ju-u-ju-ni-no recognized them all - highly pleased that I could speak their Innuit names so readily & understandingly - so Innuit like!
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1861 May 17 Fri.
Between 2 or 3PM the sun was dimly too be seen
By 5 it came out brightly & so remained till it was lost behind the N.W. mountains at the head of R. Bay [[strikethrough]] About [[/strikethrough]] The weather however to-night is not promising of rain to-morrow.
Kood-loo has been out hunting Seals to-day seen several out on the ice sunning but too shy to approach near enough to get a shot - he saw a wolf & fired but missed.
To-morrow I go to the head of "Rescue" Bay if Fair to complete the survey of it in that direction if possible. I know of no instance [[strikethrough]] wh [[/strikethrough]] of a pale face ever having been to the head of this Bay. I shall be the first If I succeed in going there.
For supper seal's liver - & a part of the venison left by Capt. B.
I bought (traded off tobacco & powder) of AngeKo quite a lot of venison [[strikethrough]] for [[/strikethrough]] & presented it to Ebierbing & Tuk-oo-li-too who were delighted with the act & [[underline]] material [[/underline]] of it. As AngeKo & Ebierbing were feasting on some of the Tuk-too raw the latter gave me some of the marrow of the thigh bone on the point of his knife. I ate it in its raw state. It was good!
None [[strikethrough]] aboard [[/strikethrough]] aboard to-night but I, steward & Cook. However we have had company of nearly all the Innuits named till now X o clock night. - Here comes rattling down the companion way stairs E-too-loo [[Tom's?]] little nephew in Boots (civilization Boots) as large as any Grandfather's of the States!
Compared Chronometers to-day & to my astonishment find that the Rescue has gained nearly [[underline]] 4.2 [[/underline]] ( [[underline]] four & 2/10 seconds [[/underline]] ) in 24 hours over her given rate. And yet [[underline]] all precaution [[/underline]] was exercised in taking [[strikethrough]] his [[/strikethrough]] it from the gimbols & encasing it [[strikethrough]] in the [[/strikethrough]] as prepared for carrying on my person.
The Chronometer yesterday & to-day stood thus:
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(16th)Rescue 8-29-00 today = 8-28-00
G.H. 8-17-16.5 (17th) 8-16-10.5
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11-43.5 11-49.5
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