Describes sailing past islands on Lake Superior in the steamboat, Sam Ward. Transcription: blackened by fire. Isle Royal, to which we are now nearing far on our right. Aha! what a scene must this present albeit visible to no human ken in wild water. When the death cold winds rage shrilly over snow hidden crag and promontory, when the giant ice-masses jar and crash all over the lake, when the northern lights and Borealis glory stream upwards; and the mad surf dashes over sunken rock and promontory ?s base; ? then, then it must be grand to look upon! /To one Thunder cape, on approaching it, lo


Describes sailing past islands on Lake Superior in the steamboat, Sam Ward. Transcription: blackened by fire. Isle Royal, to which we are now nearing far on our right. Aha! what a scene must this present albeit visible to no human ken in wild water. When the death cold winds rage shrilly over snow hidden crag and promontory, when the giant ice-masses jar and crash all over the lake, when the northern lights and Borealis glory stream upwards; and the mad surf dashes over sunken rock and promontory ?s base; ? then, then it must be grand to look upon! /To one Thunder cape, on approaching it, looked like a vast Volcano, with one side reft away. / Frisell suggested, and carried out the how, a noble hosted for the summer months would pay here. The notion will bear simplifying in print. / Onwards bearing towards the south east, the day one of unclouded splendor; islets and rocks innumerable as we coast the eastern extremity of Isle Royal, with its projecting, long, wave worn projections, like unto their appelations, the Fingers. Some broken off and wave-engirdled, covered with fir and pine, but barren, barren of aught else. Loons and a few gulls about. D At Rock Harbour, south east of Isle Royal, clear green water dashing against the little roughly formed pier. All disembarking, some taking canoes and paddling off to the islets in search of overmuch talked off agates. I, with Frisell and others to witness the mining contrivances. Sheds, pits, shafts and machinery, it being Sunday no operations going on. Frisell ?s opinion was that the mine was a non-paying humbug, and in faith I think he was right. There were chunks of dubious looking copper lying at a pit-mouth, & t ?was the belief of another that they had been transported hither from the southern shore. Heard a favourable opinion however of a practical man after, & stocks at par. All the trees about this settle- Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 6, page 94, August 20, 1853 . 20 August 1853. Gunn, Thomas Butler


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