On Friday, the 27th of June, 11 a.m. we were back again at Cape Haven, the place of our first encampment. As I was desirous of spending a day at this place in making numerous observations, it being a favourable look-out point, I therefore chose it for my fifth encampment.
One could scarcely have more joyous feelings than I had at the prospect that was before me of doing some excellent work, and of doing a large amount of it. The day was fine—that
MONUMENTAL ISLAND OF SIR JOHN FRANKLIN.
is, I had a bright clear sun, while there was a light breeze from the north-west which was just warm enough, or, rather, just cold enough for my comfort.
While I was engaged at my work on the heights of this cape, Ebierbing proceeded far out on the ice of Davis's Straits and employed himself in sealing. Many, very many places that had now become familiar to me even as friends, were in view; in truth, I was nearly encircled by them, though the
