Mentions seeing a comet in the sky en route to Copper Harbor on the steamboat, Sam Ward. Transcription: ment, ? (it might number thirty huts,) were burnt or hewn down, there was little or no cultivation, and I opine if people die there that remains must be disposed of in the lake, for their can ?t be soil enow to bury ?em. Blazing hot sun-light overhead. Return to vessel, I having narrowly missed breaking my leg, by the giving way of a treacherous plank, however I ?scaped with bruises. Much bell ringing for the agate-hunters, inassomuch that I gan to believe with the Tusk bells to be of di
Mentions seeing a comet in the sky en route to Copper Harbor on the steamboat, Sam Ward. Transcription: ment, ? (it might number thirty huts,) were burnt or hewn down, there was little or no cultivation, and I opine if people die there that remains must be disposed of in the lake, for their can ?t be soil enow to bury ?em. Blazing hot sun-light overhead. Return to vessel, I having narrowly missed breaking my leg, by the giving way of a treacherous plank, however I ?scaped with bruises. Much bell ringing for the agate-hunters, inassomuch that I gan to believe with the Tusk bells to be of diabolic origin. They returning with no great success as to the coveted stones, but lots of small green stones, the which some enthusiasts had paid many $5 to Isle Royalers, for pickle bottles half full. Folks and cargo aboard ? (and touching thus stone gathering, perchance had our Eastern-born Captain bidden passengers to pitch over their mineral and metallic acquisitions, on the day of the St Louis River detention, he it might have availed,) off we steam southwards across the lake. Naught but dancing waves all the afternoon, so I dozed. Eagle Harbour, and folks going aboard ashore. Frisell, (intent on visiting the mines, with a view to $ realization and speculations,) Norris, pretty Mrs [Nellie] Burtonshaw, ugly, rude and brainless Mrs Bennett, (sister to red-mustache,) and others. Then, wood being gotten aboard, for the first time since we left La pointe, off again, for Copper Harbour. I am sitting scribbling when I am bidden to come look at the comet. So in the stern part of the vessel, where the girls are crowded, Newberry & others there, I take a peep through Smith ?s (Toledo man) glass. A beautiful comet truly, southwards of the Bear, star clear and sharply defined, and a [word crossed out] tail streaming upwards in pale glory, to one ?s eye perchance Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 6, page 95, August 20, 1853 . 20 August 1853. Gunn, Thomas Butler, 1826-1903
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