South-eastern end of North Cornwall. The dogs came along well today; tails in the air, and a short sharp yelp now and then betokened good spirit and prime health. How different two years ago, when I turned back about this time from 'farthest north'! Then every tail was down, and every dog dead tired. The team was stopped it was started again only after much labor. Hardly a cow would rise at word of command; some even were kicked and beaten into their places. Today all were on their feet and tugging at the traces before I went near them. We covered the sixteen miles today in a little over three hours. In crossing one of the river beds tracks of a Bear were seen leading from the hills to the sea. When descending from the high hill