From the damp and boisterous state of the atmosphere, not cheered by a gleam of sunshine, one fancied the climate even worse than it really was.
While going one day on shore near Wollaston Island, we pulled alongside a canoe with six Fuegians.

These were the most abject and miserable creatures I anywhere beheld.

On the east coast the natives, as we have seen, have guanaco cloaks, and on the west they possess seal-skins.

Amongst these central tribes the men generally have an otter-skin, or some small scrap about as large as a pocket-handkerchief, which is barely sufficient to cover their backs as low down as their loins.

It is laced across the breast by strings, and according as the wind blows, it is shifted from side to side.