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[[Three penciled x's in the upper left hand margin of paper]] [[strikethrough on text only, not on calculations]] Course Ob. Point last on brass 29° + 180 = 209°] Paces to this place IIII 20 course = 209°] 17th enc. [[encampment]] [[checkmark]]329° + 180 149 [[strikethrough]] 360 [[/strikethrough]] [[line]] [[strikethrough]] 49 [[/strikethrough]] Peak of "Mt in Dist." [[checkmark]] 54° [[/strikethrough]] [[strikethrough]] In making on way to Boat [[Koo-??]] + myself see ahead a Noble fine tuk-too lying on one of the little Plains - K- has now gone to secure it with his gun. I see the Royal Antlers - + the deer itself - Poor fellow your time is short. It now scents the air. Starts up & away it goes behind the rock. One report - another! The Tuck too is a prize no doubt. I hasten on - it is a fine fat one - It seems that the tuck-too went directly into the very pass, mid rocks where Koo-per-neu-ing was - the 2 shots were effected. I hastened on out the nearest of K. to call Koo-jes-se + Kud-loo who were in the boat at a point that ran out S.E. side Cape. Koo-jes-se & Kud-loo did not seem pleased to hear K success. They were a long time getting ready to assist K. I am asking Koo-jes-se some questions about the deer when all were around it he was cross & short in his answers. I am disappointed in this fellow Thank God my time is short with him [[end page]]
Transcription Notes:
This page is the reference for page 419 in Hall's book "Arctic researches and life among the Esquimaux." In the book Hall says :"a fine-looking Tuctoo." "Kooperneung at once went off with his double-barreled gun to secure it. I could see the royal antlers of the noble animal as it quietly reposed, unconscious of its fate. As Kooperneung approached it scented a foe, started up, and away it went at full speed ; but too late. One report
? another. The tuktoo was a prize, having rushed on its fate in fleeing toward a rocky pass where the cunning Innuit [Kooperneung] had secreted himself." Again, from the book, the island where the 17th encampment was made: "Our trip that day was along the Kinga__e coast, and after a few hours' sail we reached an island I have named Tweroong,* on which. Miner's party had encamped, where we also pitched our tents for the night, making our seventeenth encampment." "* After the noble-hearted Innuit woman Tweroong. This island, place of our seventeenth encampment, is in Lat. 63? 28' N., Long. 68? 21' W." [p.419]