Friday. While we were looking out for the Elder this morning we saw a small tug working its way thro' the ice and coming up the inlet. It turned out that the Elder ran against an ice-berg near the mouth of Glacier Bay and had to lay up up a day or two for repairs; she had but about twenty five passengers, and sent most of them up to see the glacier in this tug which belongs at Bartlett's Bay. Cushing, Pike and Casement, went down on the tug. Cushing was anxious to see more of the Pacific Coast, and Casement wanted to stay and see more of this region, and I also had more work to do here. The weather today is fine with a strong wind from the north. Morse and McBride went out this afternoon to measure the motion of the stakes that were put in the ice near the east side of the Glacier some three weeks ago. They found the motion inappreciable of the rapid decay of the glacier. Adams and I went to D and to M with the plane table and mapped the shore.
The boys have made bunks in the house and the four of us who are still here will now live in the house, and by degrees pack up the things and take down the tents. The boys have undertaken all the cooking and have relieved me of this, which was very considerate of them. They have all along attended to the meteorological observations under Mr. Cushing's directions, so that I have not had to give any attention to that subject.
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