82 THE CHILDREN OF THE COLD. 



her head or back for a moment, they will 

 make a rush to steal something, and to 

 get out as soon as possible, before she 

 can pound them over the head with a 

 club that she keeps for that purpose. 



In these exciting raids of a half-dozen 

 hungry dogs, little Boreas is liable to 

 get, by all odds, the worst of the encoun- 

 ter. He is too small to be noticed, and 

 the first big dog that rushes by him 

 knocks him over ; the next probably 

 rolls him off the bed to the floor ; 

 another upsets the lamp full of oil on 

 him ; and while he is reeking with oil, 

 another big dog, taking him for a seal- 

 skin full of blubber, tries to drag him 

 out, when his mother happens to rescue 

 him after she has accidentally pommeled 

 him two or three times with the club 

 with which she is striking at the dogs ; 



