The following day, Tuesday 13th, was beautiful in the extreme. A light air from the northward, in the early part, proved no hindrance to our direct progress along the land; for the order of sailing, or rather steaming, was still the same as yesterday. After breakfast, I went on board the “Assistance,” to give Captain Ommanney and the officers a parcel of newspapers from those which the Proprietors of the “Morning Herald” had, with their usual kindness, sent us, and which we purposely got up yesterday from the lower hold, where they had been stowed. While waiting there a few moments, it was reported that some natives could be seen upon the snow, under the cliffs of Cape York, abreast of which we now were. I returned to the “Albert,” and Captain Forsyth at once determined to open a communication with these people, should the Government ships heave to for a similar purpose. A signal was hoisted from the “Assistance,” which, in a short time, was responded to by the “Resolute;” and our boat, containing the captain and myself, with a good crew, started for the shore the moment we observed that the order to communicate had been given, and that the “Assistance,” with the “Intrepid,” Lieut. Bertie Cator, were rounding to. We waited a little astern of the former vessel until Captain Ommanney's boat should precede us; but it was decided that the steamer should run close in, while the other two vessels stood on their course.