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only eleven days behind, and I felt greatly relieved when I 

 saw him. We subsequently moved to Wankarem and pro- 

 ceeded on our journey with greater celerity than before, but 

 not fast enough to satisfy one who felt so entirely dependent 

 upon one man, and he thoroughly unreliable and bad. All 

 along the route the natives, when an opportunity offered, 

 cautioned me against him, and said he meant no good by 

 They begged nie to return to Eeteetlan and offered to 



me. 



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take me there. The only thing I was afraid of was that 

 Wanker would get up in the night and run off with his 

 team, leaving me high and dry on the beach. 



From Wankarem to North Cape the weather was intensely 

 cold, and the whole party, native and white (for there were 

 three natives' sleds with us), suffered from frost bites, 

 though not of a serious nature. We found plenty of drift 

 wood at several points along the coast, and halted to make 

 tea and cook some meat. This I found took the raw edge 

 off the cold, and made traveling and sleeping without shelter 

 much more endurable. From North Cape to Oogarkin there 

 were villages at intervals of from five to thirty miles. From 



