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boat at the shore, and took me out to the motor-boat. 

 Tanquary had already been partly filled up; but after 

 I had eaten a can of pears he helped me to eat buckwheat 

 cakes that Jot had started baking as soon as we got 

 aboard. Jot swears to this day that between us we ate 

 a hundred and that I took the lion's share. 



Though except for the near-starvation the summer 

 at North Bay had been pleasant enough, never were two 

 fellows more glad to get away from a place than Tan- 

 quary and I were to get away from North Star Bay. We 

 gave Sechmann all that could be spared from the motor- 

 boat; though later, the following winter, we gave him 

 generously of our stores and personal equipment when 

 he came to Etah, we felt that we could never repay him 

 for his kindness and hospitality. Then we packed our 

 equipment, got it aboard the George Borup, and, when 

 Mac gave the signal to start, took our places in the 

 boat without one regret that the summer was over and 

 that we were to be back at headquarters once more. 



