Survey of Northeast Greenland. 465 
But close to the mountain lay quite a small knoll, hardly 50 metres 
high, which made the most desperate efforts to inflate itself, so as 
to become as big as its great neighbour. It breathed deeply, took a 
short run, made a tremendous jump right into the air, for a second 
or two retained its many times doubled size, and then once more 
sank back into its natural insignificance. 
Then it rested a while, collected itself and went at it again. 
A fresh jump in a desperate hurry, and this time it reached so 
high that it became detached from its foundations. It was quite a 
summersault, which made it float high up in the air, with its top 
downwards and its base upwards. For a long time it remained 
floating, undulating, nodding to its second more solid self on the 
firm ground, and reaching out a long arm towards its big haughty 
neighbour, in order to show that they were now equals. 
Then the sledge rushed for quite a long distance down a slope. 
The large mountain trembled and half dropped on its knees. But 
the little knoll had to return to the place where it belonged. 
And the stones on the near mountain side and the still nearer 
ice knolls twisted themselves about in fantastic shapes, craned their 
necks, raised their heads into the air and cried out to me: "You 
forget to look at us; we also are able to do things; we also are 
in the mirror dance! Now you must behold us!” — — — 
