On seeing his countenance in a glass for the first time he exclaimed, "I shall never kill deer more," and immediately put the mirror down.

The tribe to which he belongs repair to the sea in spring and kill seals; as the season advances they hunt deer and musk-oxen at some distance from the coast.
Their weapon is the bow and arrow and they get sufficiently nigh the deer, either by crawling or by leading these animals by ranges of turf towards a spot where the archer can conceal himself.

Their bows are formed of three pieces of fir, the centrepiece alone bent, the other two lying in the same straight line with the bowstring; the pieces are neatly tied together with sinew.

Their canoes are similar to those we saw in Hudson's Straits but smaller.

They get fish constantly in the rivers and in the sea as soon as the ice breaks up.