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tlie elder ones had already children ; so that in this old 

 man might be seen the head of a family which would 

 spread all over South Greenland. We had met with 

 some belonging to him in Nennortalik, Julianeshaab, and 

 Igalliko, and some lived here in Kaksimiut. The wife 

 looked like every other Greenlander, neither prettier nor 

 cleaner : one must really, like her husband, Avlio sprang 

 from a good Danish family, become altogether Green- 

 landized before one can feel at home amid such 

 surroundings. 



Friend Motzfeld was in high spirits. He rattled on w^ith 

 all sorts of fun, of course in Danish, which we could 

 only now and then understand. " Yes, German he could 

 not speak," he said, "but sing it he could;" and then he 

 sang, "Zachaus was a brave man," and " I take my glass 

 in my hand," and so on. Meanwhile his eyes twinkled, 

 and he accompanied his song with corresponding actions. 

 The accordion, too, must make its notes heard ; and when 

 the concert was over, we took our leave well contented, 

 and returned on board. In honour of our arrival, Motz- 

 feld had killed a goat, and sent by his son the half of it 

 on board, wrapped in a really clean cloth. The youth 

 had cleaned and adorned himself, wore a washed A7iora]c ^ 

 and handsomely stitched shoes. We had noticed him 

 some days before amongst the crowd of receivers for his 

 superior agility. Judging by his friendly, intelligent face, 

 he seemed a good youth. Later in the day his father 

 came on board, joining our evening meal. He had all the 

 talk to himself, the others being scarcely able to get a 

 word in. But who would blame the settler for gladden- 



^ A kind of wrapper made of European materials, wliieli is drawn 

 over the fur dress. 



