The Winter Night. 279 



They would stake their lives if they were able, boys. 



Amundsen, again, 



Looks at these two men, 



Shakes his head and sadly goes to bed, boys.* 



Sverdrup, Blessing, Hansen, and our Mohn,f boys, 



Say of "marriage" " this game is our own," boys; 



Soon for them, alas ! 



The happy hour is past ; 



And Hansen he says, " Come away, old Mohn ! " boys. 



" It is getting late, 



And the stars won't wait, 



You and I must up and out alone," boys. 



The doctor here on board has nought to do, boys ; 



Not a man to test his skill among the crew, boys ; 



Well may he look blue, 



There's nought for him to do, 



When every man is strong and hearty, too, boys. 



" Now on the Fram" boys, 



He says " I am," boys, 



" Chief editor of newspaper for you ! " boys. 



"WARNING! ! ! 



"I think it is my duty to warn the public that a travelling 

 watchmaker has been making the round of this neigh- 

 bourhood lately, getting w r atches to repair, and not 



Refers to the fact that Amundsen hated card-playing more than 

 anything else in the world. He called cards "the devil's playbooks." 



t Nickname of our meteorologist, Johansen, Professor Mohn being 

 a distinguished Norwegian meteorologist. 



