horizon, of beautiful luster, trying to the eyes. More whalers in sight. Gulls skimming the glassy level. Innumerable multitudes of eider ducks, the snow shore, and mountains cloud-capped all the highest – a rare picture and perfectly tranquil and peaceful. God’s love is manifest in the landscape as in a face. How unlike yesterday. In the evening a long approach to sunset, a red sky mingling with brown and white of the ice-blink. Growing colder towards midnight. There is no night at all now; only a partial gloaming; never, even in cloudy midnights, too dark to read. Ice in sight, but hope to pass it by running a few miles to shore. Are now at St. Lawrence Bay. Half past 11 in the evening. Hope to get into Plover Bay tomorrow morning at 6 o’clock.
Original journal dimensions: 11.5 x 21 cm.
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