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miles on their journey ere the flashing, dan- 

 cing, brilliant auroras, which had been of 

 unusual splendour and activity, were lost in 

 the superior brightness of the rising sun. 



With the light thus afforded the whole 

 party turned in towards the eastern shore 

 to a well-wooded rocky point and there the 

 Indians quickly cut down some dry trees 

 and cooked the much needed breakfast, 

 which was heartily enjoyed by all. The in- 

 tense cold uses up so much of the vitality 

 of the body that large quantities of the fat- 

 test of food are absolutely essential if travel- 

 lers would keep in vigourous health. Then 

 the journey was resumed, but it was not 

 long before the changes rapidly taking place 

 around and above them began to show that 

 the old Indians were right in spite of the 

 criticisms of the inexperienced white men. 



Sometimes a blizzard comes down sud- 

 denly on travellers, fairly rolling over them 

 like great fog banks sweeping in from the 

 ocean. At other times it begins with fitful 

 gusts of wind that seem to come from any- 

 where and disappear just as suddenly and 

 mysteriously. Thus it was on this occasion, 

 and so our party of whites and Indians be- 

 gan to hope that it would amount to but 



