Second Autumn in the Ice. 



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light every day ; soon there will be none ; but the good 

 spirits do not wane with the light. It seems to me 

 that we are more uniformly cheerful than we have ever 

 been. What the reason of this is I cannot tell ; perhaps 



From a} THE WANING DAY (OCTOBER, 1894). \.Plwto S raph. 



just custom. But certainly, too, we are well off- 



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clover, as the saying- is. We are drifting gently, but it 

 is to be hoped surely, on through the dark unknown 

 Nivlheim, where terrified fancy has pictured all possible 



