While entering we were saluted in a manner becoming the inhabitants of this savage land.

A group of Fuegians partly concealed by the entangled forest, were perched on a wild point overhanging the sea; and as we passed by, they sprang up and waving their tattered cloaks sent forth a loud and sonorous shout.

The savages followed the ship, and just before dark we saw their fire, and again heard their wild cry.

The harbour consists of a fine piece of water half surrounded by low rounded mountains of clay-slate, which are covered to the water's edge by one dense gloomy forest.

A single glance at the landscape was sufficient to show me how widely different it was from anything I had ever beheld.