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lakes, besides occasional small bays of tlie sea, in our 

 transit. A steep declivity of frozen snow, on which, 

 while at a rapid pace, my dogs overturned, and much 

 scratched me, was the finish to our day's run ; at its 

 foot we found three yarangas, from the largest of 

 which, ere we had well dismounted, sprang a young 

 man, shouting, — "Toromah! Toromah!" in accents 

 of joyous welcome. Shaking us eagerly by the hand, 

 he rather dragged than led us into his commodious 

 and well-furnished habitation, and as he was a 

 likely sprightly young fellow, whose countenance 

 beamed with good-humour and satisfaction, we 

 esteemed ourselves fortunate in falling into such 

 good hands. 



I have in a preceding page described a Tuski 

 dandy : here let me do justice to the Tuski gentle- 

 man, of whom the most perfect exemplification was 

 undoubtedly our new friend, Ahmoleen, the second, as 

 I must call him, in distinction to the son of Mooldoo- 

 yah, my first and fast friend. 



Ahmoleen's arrangements were in a style quite 

 novel to us among this people. His house, dress, 

 sledges, dogs, appointments, and equipments, were 

 all of the first order, and conspicuous for then- sm*- 

 passing neatness and propriety ; his manners were 

 quite a relief to the ordinary conduct of the natives, 



