To-day H.C.P. asked me to sell him some of my [illegible] 109 tobacco. Quite a change of front since 4 May, when he declared with an oath that he would not take any of it under any circumstances either by gift or sale! And it is too late now, having disposed of what I had left over from the coal transaction, except 11 little fleaps, which, as I told the captain, I am reserving for emergencies. Hence there is none for him now. 25 June. Sunday. Scattered cirrus clouds at 9 a., but sky became overcast by 10 o'clock. Light E or S.E. air at 9 a., increasing to moderate breeze by noon. Strongly N.S. Temp. min. 28°; 9 a. 37°; 10:30 a. 44°; 12 m. 39½°; 4p. 36° 8 p. 35° Some sensible swell affected vessel last evening. Strong Easterly (S.S.? ) wind in afternoon with heavy snow squall from 4 to 5 o'clock, and occasional spits of snow later. On board all day, writing letters or reading in "Last of the Mohicans" Had some little auk eggs at breakfast. They are very palatable. Yolk is rather red in color, and the white is rather translucent when boiled hard. The egg is about half as heavy as an ordinary hen egg, and is pale green-ish blue in color. It is very large in comparison with the size of the bird. The eggs are laid on the ground in the crevices of the cliffs and between the rocks of the talus slope. Normal number of eggs in a clutch is just one, and the mother bird fights to protect it or seeks to draw it away into a place of greater security from pursuit. Ben and Taylor each caught a bird yesterday just as she was about to lay and each squeezed the egg out of his bird. Forceful parturition! Little auk hot-pie, with underdone dumplings, bread, prunes, molasses and tea for dinner. Stormy evening.