I thought that where we lay at anchor was directly under the overhanging
cliffs; but I found, from the time the boat took reaching the shore,
that we were several miles off. Several Esquimaux canoes came off to
the ship to barter with us. One man sits in each boat, which is so long
and narrow, that one is surprised it should be able to encounter the
slightest sea. The whole is decked over, except a round opening, in
which they seat themselves.
All these people were Christians; and in each canoe was a strip of paper
stuck in a thong under the deck, on which were written, in Danish,
passages from the Scriptures. They were comfortably dressed in sealskin
coats, trousers, and boots, with a sealskin helmet. Their heads were
large, with a narrow, retreating forehead; strong, coarse black hair,
flat nose, full lips, almost beardless chin, and full lustrous black
eyes--not beauties, certainly, but the expression was very amiable, and
so was their conduct.
We had to lower a boat to assist them on deck when they came alongside,
for otherwise they would not have been able to get out of their crank
barks without capsizing. The way they manage is as follows:--Two canoes
bring up alongside each other, the man in the outer one passing his
paddle through a thong which stretches across the deck of the inner one,
which it thus steadies till the owner can get out. The inner canoe is
then hauled out of the way, and another pulls up on the outside. The
last canoe is held by the gunwale till the occupant steps out. They all
appeared ready to render each other this assistance. The canoe is
called a "kajack."
The kajacks being hauled on deck, we began our barter. We had to give
old clothes, red and yellow cotton handkerchiefs, biscuits, coffee,
earthenware bowls, needles, and many other little things; for which they
exchanged sealskins, sealskin trousers, caps, slippers, gloves, and
tobacco-bags. These articles were very neatly sewed with sinew thread.
Our negotiations being completed in the most amicable manner, they took
their departure much in the way in which they had arrived.
I afterwards went ashore in the boat, and saw their huts, which were
better, I am ashamed to say, than many I had seen in Ireland. Many of
them were nearly built of the bones of the whale, which had an odd
appearance. There were heaps of filth in front, and troops of
ill-favoured dogs were prowling about them.
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