a gentlemanly air. York, rather a coarse-
looking fellow, though not wanting in quickness;
and it was he who loved Fuegia,
the youngest and cleverest of the three, and
married her, though she was then only twelve
or thirteen years old. The young people
were all settled at Woollya in Jemmy
Button's family; which consisted of a mother and
three brothers, with the usual accompaniments
of cousins. Houses were built for
them, gardens planted, plenty of everything
landed for their use, even to toilette-services
and sets of cut glass. They had all nearly
forgotten their own language, but that they
would soon pick up. During a three months'
stay of the ship at Rio Janeiro, Fuegia had
managed to learn Portuguese, and in Monte
Video she had added knowledge of Spanish
to her various accomplishments. They were
not less welcome to their friends and
relations for oblivion of the mother tongue; and
when Captain Fitzroy left Woollya, in
eighteen hundred and thirty-three, it was—
with its gardens, houses, and improvements—
a fair place to look upon.

Twelve months afterwards, the same
officer revisited Woollya, when he says:
"It was found that the savages had
relapsed very nearly into their original state.
Jemmy Button came paddling up in his
canoe. He was all but naked; his hair
matted, and his eyes weak from smoke;
the wigwams deserted, and the gardens
trampled under foot. He could still speak
English; and indeed, to the astonishment of
all, his companions, wife and brothers, also
mixed many English words in their conversation
with him. He said he was well, had
plenty of fruits, birds, and "ten guanaco in
snow-time" (the skin of which furnishes a
covering). He had a wife besides, who was
decidedly the best-looking female in the
company. He had dressed a fine otter-skin for
Captain Fitzroy, and one for Bennett, his
particular friend on board. His story was
one of misfortune. He had been twice
robbed. York had succeeded in defending
his own property from the rapacity of the
natives, by standing with a spade at his door
in a threatening attitude. He had been
engaged a long time in building a boat of
planks, and, in an unlucky hour, he had
plundered Jemmy of all he had in the world,
except a huge carving-knife (which he
retained as an ornament round his neck), and
had gone off, with his wife and his plunder,
to his own country. It was the opinion of
all on board that the cunning rogue had
planned all this long before, and that with
this end in view he had desired so earnestly
to be placed with Button, rather than be
landed in his own country. Eight years
after, an English vessel put into a bay in the
Magellan waters, and there was found a
woman who said: "How do? I have been
to Plymouth and London." She was also
pointed out as late as eighteen hundred and
fifty-one, to two captains, by the governor of
a Chilian settlement. York Minster also was
then seen.

In the autumn of the year eighteen 'fifty,
a party of seven persons sailed from Liverpool
in a ship called the Ocean Queen,
commanded by Captain Cooper. This party was
led by Captain Allen Gardiner, R.N., the
founder of the Patagonian Missionary
Society. The other six members of it were
Mr. Williams, a surgeon, who had abandoned
a good practice to go as catechist (or teacher)
to the Patagonians; Mr. Maidment, another
catechist; Erwin, a carpenter, who had been
to the same place before with Captain
Gardiner; Badcock, Bryant, and Pearce, Cornish
fishermen. Picton Island, Tierra del Fuego, a
place not far from Cape Horn, was their
destination. There they arrived and landed on
the fifth of December, and their first care
was to mark out a place where, secure from
attack by the natives, they might pitch their
tents and store their provisions. They had
brought supply enough for the ensuing winter,
at the expiration of which they depended
on the coming of a ship that was to be sent
out with more. They trusted also for food
on the sea-birds which abounded in the place.
They had brought with them two large
carvel boats—the Pioneer and the Speedwell—
and two smaller boats, eight feet long, made as
tenders to the launches.

On the third day the Ocean Queen
resumed her voyage, and went round the Horn,
leaving the little band to its appointed work.
It had begun work by leaving its powder on
board ship, although the missionaries had
so far depended upon wild fowl, as to take
with them but a small stock of animal food.
The tents were scarcely pitched before
the natives became troublesome, and the
mission party betook itself to the boats;
pushing from shore, the Speedwell, with a
raft in tow, became entangled for four hours
among rocks, the crew suffering much from
cold, and wind, and sea, and rain, at last
escaped back to the cove it quitted, while the
Pioneer, having lost the two lesser boats it
had in charge, and found a harbour, came
back after a day and-a-half's absence to look
for the Speedwell. They started together
again for the harbour found by Captain
Allen and after unheard-of privations,
disappointments, sickness, and bad management,
on the eighteenth of March they start,
and feeling their way anxiously from rock
to rock, reach Banner Cove, and as they
return with their provisions, write their
cry of despair on the rocks wherever it
may catch a passing sailor's eye: "Hasten!
haste! We have sickness on board! Our
supplies are nearly out, and if not soon
relieved we shall be starved! Go to Spaniard's
Harbour! Go to Spaniard's Harbour!
Hasten! Haste!" On the twenty-ninth of
March they land again in Spaniard's
Harbour, and again divide into two parties.