1914] WORK AT BORUP LODGE 119 



their daughters; fathers see their sons. The crowded 

 igloos are filled with laughter and good cheer. The dark 

 night is one long, delightful holiday. The northern na- 

 tive is resting from his labors of spring, summer, and fall. 



Ever since our arrival among our northern friends 

 we had planned to entertain them with a vaudeville 

 show. As we gave it on the 19th of December, it will 

 live, be recalled, and be re-enjoyed for many years to 

 come. Requested to leave the room, they discovered, 

 upon their return, a well-arranged auditorium with 

 seats, stage, and drawn curtain, upon which they glued 

 their eyes, in eager anticipation of the event of the year. 

 And when that curtain did roll back, revealing, not the 

 familiar faces of the seven white men, but a hideous, 

 leering row of imported masks, the yell which arose 

 was in perfect harmony with the five different keys in 

 which we were singing. The Eskimo children in the 

 orchestra seats gasped, opened their mouths in terror, 

 and fled, some over the backs of the chairs, some under 

 and some around, scurr;^nng for cover like a brood of 

 quail. Two disappeared through the door and were 

 found in the igloo beneath the house, buried deeply in 

 the skins of the bed platform, and there they remained. 



The second act was by far the most startling. Doc- 

 tor Hunt performed a mock operation, etherizing Jot 

 and removing from his stomach a six-pound can of 

 pemmican, a ball of twine, a box of cigarettes, and a 

 large piece of walrus liver. When, as the finale, the 

 doctor severed the head, grasped the apparently ani- 

 mated body, and threw it into the audience, there were 

 gasps of horror which immediately changed into roars of 

 laughter upon the discovery that the grinning head was 

 attached to another body concealed beneath the table! 



