THE FRIENDLY ARCTIC 465 



I often wondered what sort of book it could be that so admirable 

 a man as Sir Henry had chosen to be his constant companion. 

 Somehow I managed to go through school and college without 

 running into it or into any one who had, and I was beginning to 

 imagine that the book did not exist any more than King Solomon's 

 mines when one day I was looking around a bookstore and saw on 

 the shelf the Ingoldsby Legends. I bought the volume and, like 

 Sir Henry Curtis, I have carried it with me ever since. 



