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themselves were around us, on the deck and in 

 their boats, beaming with happiness. Soon 

 the work of unloading was begun, and every 

 body, men and women alike, was hard at 

 his task, while the little children capered 

 about on the jetty, watching and shouting and 

 trying to help. 



While we sat chatting in the cabin two 

 Eskimos came in ; small shock-headed men, 

 clad in corduroy trousers and oily blanket 

 smocks. 



Their little restless eyes gazed about with 

 wonderment, the while they gabbled strange 

 words in an endless stream. 



As fast as one paused for breath, the other 

 took up the tale, and I could not help 

 smiling at their obvious earnestness about 

 something. The missionary sat gravely listening 

 to their speeches, occasionally giving a laconic 

 &quot;Ahaila&quot; (yes) ; and at the end they seemed 

 mightily pleased, for they went out grinning, 

 with many a sly nudge at one another, and 

 &quot; Nakomek &quot; (thank you) to the company 

 generally. 



Then we got the explanation. &quot; Those are 

 the two men that I told to go to Hebron, and 

 they have been to ask whether they need go, 

 now that the ship has come. I expect there 

 will be feasting in Ramah to-day, for their next 



