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the warning cries to my young Indian com- 

 rade not to go to sleep in spite of the bitter 

 cold, I managed to keep, or was kept, in a 

 comfortable state of mind without anxiety 

 or fear. 



Thus on we were whirled over the great 

 frozen lake, where, we knew not. But it 

 was evident that if the dogs could keep up 

 such a rapid gait they would certainly in 

 time, bring us out somewhere, and so we 

 resolved that we would try and keep from 

 freezing, or even going to sleep, for under 

 such conditions sleep might mean death 

 without waking. 



It was perhaps three hours after dark, 

 when I was agreeably startled by the fact 

 that the dogs had detected something and 

 were much excited by the discovery. It was 

 a long time since I had been able to see 

 them, owing to the darkness of the night 

 and the density of the storm, but it did not 

 require a view of them to tell one accus- 

 tomed to dogs that they had suddenly be- 

 come possessed of some knowledge that 

 their drivers knew not of. At first I was 

 inclined to think that perhaps some roam- 

 ing wild beast had become bewildered in the 

 blizzard, and was near us, far out on the 



