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days we had slept without a bag, simply lying down at 

 the end of the day in the clothes in which we walked. 



We kept at the work for eleven hours on the 8th, 

 reaching our old camp at Blaamanden following an 

 exciting run of about a mile in pursuit of a large white 

 wolf which managed to keep just out of gun-shot. 



Our experience the next day, traveling south, is 

 typical of northern work, and most interesting. We 

 became separated in a drifting snow-storm shortly after 

 leaving camp, and did not see one another until night. 

 Quoting from my field-journal: 



Saturday, May 9tk. Sixtieth day. — ^A long fast run with a gale 

 at our back. It has been so thick that we have not seen each other 

 all day. Green dashed out of camp ahead, in hopes of shooting a 

 bear. About a mile down the coast I passed one of his dogs, too 

 weak to go on and left to die. He gave out yesterday and was 

 dropped, but came in during the night. I reached for my rifle to 

 shoot liim as I passed, but did not have the heart to kill him after 

 such faithful work. 



When I had run my distance, according to my watch, fearing lest 

 I might miss the igloo, I stopped the dogs and climbed the hill to 

 look for E-took-a-shoo and Green. Through a rift now and then 

 could be seen, far off on the ice, a black object resembhng a sledge, 

 side to the wind, with dogs partly buried, huddled under the lee. 

 Up the coast was another crawhng dot which I knew must be E-took- 

 a-shoo; down the coast a short distance I made out an old familiar 

 pressure ridge and what resembled an igloo. Upon E-took-a-shoo's 

 rejoining me, he looked long and earnestly through my glasses at 

 the suspicious-looking object out in the center of the fiord, but 

 could not detect the faintest resemblance to a man, sledge, and 

 dogs. 



We proceeded south to the snow house, made our tea, and pre- 

 pared for bed. Worried over the prolonged absence of Green, I 

 mounted the igloo. The suspicious-looking object was at last in 

 motion. Green had finished his nap and was now searching for oui 

 trail, which was readily found and followed. 



A very laughable incident occurred to-night. One of my fur boots 

 was caught by the wind and was being carried rapidly along over 



