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2) 1861 July 26 Fri. I carried also a pack of clothes (pants, towels, vest etc.) for his aunt to wash. I shall long remember the time I had to get there this day. Two of the sailor boys were ordered to boat me as far as they could. Arriving to the broken ice & fearing to [[?mar]] the clear, snow white boat, I jumped out & bid the boys return to the ship as I would accomplish the remaining short distance as best I could from "sconce to "sconce". With my "pack" & Boat hook in hands I passed on. It soon became evident that there was work ahead for me before I reached the Island. The ice around the shores & in the Harbor & Bay is going "like dew before the morning Sun". I was surprised to find the change since yesterday. Well I worked with a will. I had this & that chosen between boulders of shore ice to span. My leaps were often made with more or less danger of getting a downfall into the briny deep. Now & then I was obliged to throw ahead of me my "pack" - & then running back on a sconce [[end page]] [[start page]] (3 1861 July 26 Fri. riser - as far as its limits extended - to gain momentum by a run to carry me over the jawing element below. For a good hour did I work to accomplish the distance of 20 [[?runs]]. Now I would be upon a small piece of ice pushing along as though it was a boat. Soon as I would reach another piece I would have to run onto it, thence to another leaping cracks & channels that would certainly have made my hair stand on end at an earlier day of my life. At length I reached the last piece that lay near to the shore, tho' so far distant from it that only a run & long leap would accomplish the feat of landing on terra firma. I threw ashore my pack. It went into the water - a pool in the rocks - & I after it. But thankful am I to tell it: I got through without loss of courage or willingness to perform similar work when the occasion requires it. As I passed up the rock sides of the Island, a sound met my ears as coming from the upper part of the Bay (which is now open water), like a Whale's blow. I told it to Capt. B.