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1861 Dec 3 Tues Twer-oong was aboard to-day. She told me a few days since that she was so ill that she could not make her & her winga's Winter Took-too dresses. I had asked her why she did not some Innuit woman to assist her. She said she had nothing to pay for it - that it had taken all of her best things to pay the Ange-Ko. To-day I told her to get some one to make the dresses & I would pay for it. She was very much effected at my offer. Wednesday Dec 4 1861 Four pages in this day's Record 28.9 AM +13 S 7 s. 28.8 M +12° S. 3 s. 28.675 PM +13° S. 1 s. [[underlined]] Aurora [[/underlined]] This has been a snow day - snowing hard all day - a storm from the South. Breakfast = Coffee, Bread & Fried Whale Beef - Dinner = minced Whale Beef Supper = [[underlined]] 00000 [[/underlined]] save a part of a cup of coffee. I am sorry to make this record for it is only true of myself = [[underlined]] Supperless! [[/underlined]] Well never mind, if I only have enough food for the mind & it be of the proper kind I shall be better off in the [[underlined]] end. [[/underlined]] It would have been well perhaps if I had reserved [[end page]] [[start page]] 1861 Dec 4th Wedn (2 [[underlined]] (Four pages in this days record) [[/underlined]] some of my pemican - but with such a heart as I have, how could I under the circumstances? Upwards of $250 (Two hundred & fifty) worth of pemican & Borden Meat Biscuit alone did I contribute to the benefit of the Ship's Company when I found it was imprisoned here for at least 9 months longer than was designed to remain here. My feelings have been sadly hurt to-night - the matter might be throught trivial by some while others would think otherwise. I have this consolation while I am growing poorer & weaker others [[underlined]] hold their own, at least. [[/underlined]] Perhaps I ought. Well never mind - better days may come. Let us call to mind now & then No Bread & BEANS! BEANS! - then either have a laugh over it or go a Whaling! (?) P.M. VII-00 Ebierbing just gone home -