weather prevailed for several days (9 at the time. Crude repairs, but the best that could be effected under the circumstances, were made to the flywheel by Captain Pickels and the engineer at the little village blacksmith shop, and we sailed away from Battle Harbor at four o'clock on the 26th with revived hope. Begin copying here. We had no more than settled down to fine sailing with the favorable breeze when great excitement a- rose over Chum, the captain's splendid full-blooded Newfound- land dog. The report came off that Chum was dying and the captain went forward at once to investigate. I followed a moment afterward but had gotten no farther than