By bearings back upon hills at the mouth of the glen I found our course was nearly north 23 degrees west.

The night was clear and cold; the stars, those sentinels of the sky, appeared intensely bright.

To the explorer they must ever be objects of admiration and love, as to them he is indebted for his guidance through the untrodden wilderness he is traversing.

"And sweet it is to watch them in the evening skies weeping dew from their gentle eyes." Several hundred pelicans, those antediluvian birds, made their appearance upon the water early this morning, but seeing us they flew away before a shot could be fired.

These birds came from the north-west; indeed, all the aquatic birds that I have seen upon the wing, come and go in that direction.