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he had gone out after seals. His team, composed of 

 nothing but puppies, had run away and pulled up at 

 a big hummock out by the western cape, ten miles from 

 the station. But Lindstrom, who is a determined man, 

 would not give up before he had caught the runaways; 

 and this was too much for his eyes, as he had no goggles 

 with him. *' When I got home I couldn't see what the 

 time was," he said; " but it must have been somewhere 

 about six in the morning." When we had made him 

 put on plenty of red eye-ointment and supplied him 

 with a proper pair of goggles, he was soon cured. 



Framheim had had the same protracted storms with 

 heavy snowfall. On several mornings the master of the 

 house had had to dig his way out through the snow- 

 wall outside the door; but during the last three fine 

 days he had managed to clear a passage, not only to 

 the door, but to the window as well. Daylight came 

 down into the room through a well nine feet deep. This 

 had been a tremendous piece of work; but, as already 

 hinted, nothing can stop Lindstrom when he makes 

 up his mind. His stock of seals' flesh was down to 

 a minimum; the little there was vanished on the ap- 

 pearance of our ravenous dogs. We ourselves were in 

 no such straits; sweets were the only things in special 

 demand. 



We stayed at home one day. After bringing up two 

 loads of seals' flesh, filling our empty provision cases, 

 carrying out a number of small repairs, and checking 



