Hoping to find a harbour, he set forth to explore a large island, and landed, leaving two men to watch the boat, while he, with three men and the mate, set forth and disappeared over a hill.

For thirteen hours the watchers kept their post; one had his trumpet with him, for he was a trumpeter, the other had a gun.

They trumpeted often and loudly; they fired, but no answer came.

They watched ashore all night for the return of their captain and his party, "but they came not at all." The season is advanced.

As we sail on, the sea steams like a line-kiln, "frost-smoke" covers it.