the bunk feels most delightfully good in the morning about that time. we're putting the rubberoid roofing on today. There is quite a pitch to the roof and mal slipped off it today and seriously sprained his ankle. Hal and I were over at Provision Point at the time and been signalled to me with wig-wag to bring over a crutch. Sat Sept 6-13. Still another beautiful day; each morning we exclaim about the beauty of the day and think we've never seen its equal, and each day seems prettier than the one before. Tank and I are working in the main room putting on the ceiling. We quit at 7:30 p.m. because it was too dark inside the house to see the pencil marks on the boards were fitting. Towards the end of the day Mal amused the Eskimos by singing their songs, - and Vita