Friday June 24, 1915 Rain and Snow my mind +32° The hills are shrouded in fog & I am shrouded in gloom since I feel that it have been confined then the long winter was penance enough for all mortal sin. Sunday June 27, 1915 Clear again and the river running full. Calm. On Friday we put the sail away on the boat & took her out to Sunrise Point. There was open water about one mile to the west; the ice extended up by [illegible] Littleton Island but in that direction we saw numerous leads. We have been having more snow with occa- sional showers. Seals come up thru the cracks which have opened in the heather. I think that I have noted the fact that Mrs. & Mr. Juck + 2 are living in tents. Since there is no water we see no birds. Even crabs have appeared on our table only twice lately. Yesterday he got some Burgomaster eggs in which he found young birds. Fish have opened around the ice in the Glacier lake. Today Mrs. & I took the Katie on a bournthill and went to Littleton Island (at least while I write that is the plan and unless I note something to the contrary much will be the order of procedure.) This afternoon 2h, J., S., C., K., & I drove up to the lake and fished. We got right, the largest?