Being entirely ignorant where we might be led by pursuing the course of the lake, and dreading the idea of going a mile unnecessarily out of the way, we determined on crossing the river if possible, and the canoe was gummed for the purpose, the willows furnishing us with fire.

But we had to await the return of Junius before we could make the traverse.

In the meantime we gathered a little tripe de roche and breakfasted upon it and a few partridges that were killed in the morning.

St.Germain and Adam were sent upon some recent tracks of deer.

Junius arrived in the afternoon and informed us that he had seen a large herd of musk-oxen on the banks of Cracroft's River, and had wounded one of them but it escaped.