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 this  spot;  I  called  it  Latitude Bay.  It  is remarkahly  easy of  
 access,  and  is  also  easy  to  leave:  rather  rare  qualities  in  a  
 Fuegian Harbour.  Cape Inman  being prominently  situated,  is  
 a good  guide to  the anchorage. 
 “  Sunday  20th.  A  fine  d a y ;  and,  knowing  its  value,  we  
 turned  it  to  account.  From  a height  I  saw  Cape Gloucester  
 and  the point  of land on this  (the northern)  side  of  i t ;  and  to  
 the northward  I  could distinguish  the  land about  the  entrance  
 to  the  Strait.  The Landfall Islands appeared  to be the top of a  
 ridge  of  mountains  lying  (partly below the  sea)  in  the same  
 direction  as most of the neighbouring ranges.  Many  dangerous  
 rocks lie  off  the  S.W.  side;  and there is no  passage for a  ship  
 between  the  islands,  for  the  opening  is  narrow,  and has only  
 two fathoms in  some places. 
 “ 21st.  This morning  I sent  the master and Mr. Wilson* in  
 a whale-boat  to  the  east end  of  the  island,  to make  a plan  of  
 that part,  and get some angles and bearings necessary  for continuing  
 the  survey. 
 “ 22d.  A bad  day,  blowing  hard  and  raining.  The  wind  
 being from north and N.N.W.  threw in a swell; and as we were  
 not yet  sure  of  the  quality  of the bottom,  though apparently  
 good,  we  struck  topmasts  and  veered  away  a  long  scope  of  
 cable. 
 “ 24th. The wind shifted to the S.W. and became rather more  
 moderate,  though  still  squally,  with much rain.  It freshened  
 again in the night, and backed  to the northward. 
 “ Christmas-day.  Blowing  strong  from  N.N.W.  with  a  
 thickly clouded  sky  and heavy rain.  I was very anxious  to see  
 the master return, but  he  could not  in  such weather.  I  feared  
 that  his  provisions would  be  exhausted,  having  taken  only  
 enough  for  four  days;  yet  they  had  a  good  tent,  guns,  and  
 ammunition. 
 “ 26th.  A  strong  wind  with  thick  weather  and  much  rain  
 throughout the whole day.  There  was no possibility of sending  
 a boat  to the master,  or of his returning by water.  The island  
 being very narrow he,  or  some of his party,  could walk across,  
 *  Mate, lent to  the Beagle,  from  the Adventure. 
 i f  they  were in want of  provisions,  so  as  we  did not hear  from  
 them  I  trusted  that  they  had  found  wild  fowl  enough,  and  
 were not in  distress. 
 “ 27th.  Rather a  more moderate  morning with  clearer weather. 
   We looked  out anxiously for the whale-boat,  as, in  such  
 weather,  she  might  get  back  to  the  ship without much difficulty. 
   Before  noon  Mr. Wilson  and  the  coxswain  were  seen  
 on  shore  making  signals  to  the  ship ;  and  a  boat  was  sent  
 immediately  to  bring  them  on  board.  They  were very weak  
 and tired, having walked across  the island during the preceding  
 afternoon  and  night,  and having had no  food  for  the  last  two  
 days.  The  master  and  the other four men were  said  to  be  in  
 a  cove at  the back of the island,  and to have been without provisions  
 since the 24th, not having been  able  to find  either shellfish  
 or wild fowl. 
 “ At the time Mr. Wilson arrived on board, I  was absent taking  
 angles  and bearings,  but was  soon informed  of his return,  
 and  at  noon  left  the  ship  with  a  week’s  provisions  for  the  
 master’s  party  and  my own  boat’s crew.  I  had  not lost  sight  
 of the Beagle when  I  met  the former returning.  Having  given  
 them  some food,  and two fresh  hands to  help  them  in  pulling  
 to  the ship  (it being then quite moderate and fine)  I  continued  
 my course to the place they  had left, in order to do what the bad  
 weather had  prevented the master from doing.  Being  favoured  
 with  a  fine  afternoon  I  succeeded  in obtaining  the necessary  
 angles  and  bearings,  and  returned  to  our vessel  the  following  
 morning. 
 “ 28th.  At  my  return  I  found  the  master  and  his  party  
 nearly  recovered.  They had  tried  every  day  to  return  to  the  
 ship,  but had been repeatedly  forced hack,  at  the risk of being  
 driven out to  sea.  The  gusts  of wind  from off  the high  land  
 were so powerful as  almost  to upset the boat,  although  she had  
 not  even a mast  up.  Continual  rain  had wetted  their  ammunition  
 and  tinder,  and  they were  then without  fire or victuals :  
 upon which  Mr. Wilson  and  the  coxswain  set out,  on  Saturday  
 afternoon, to  acquaint  us with  their  situation. 
 “ When  they  came  down  to  thé sea-side  the  Fuegians  took