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stone, and then got hold of the rope and pulled 

 all together ! 



It sounded very simple ; but I looked again 

 at those great corner-stones and wished that I 

 had been there to see the pulling. 



I understood it better during the afternoon, 

 for the wind grew stronger, and the oarsmen 

 were unable to row the lighters ashore. The 

 work of unloading threatened to come to a 

 stop, and the captain dared not delay with the 

 Labrador winter treading on his heels. &quot; Ajor- 

 narpok &quot; (it cannot be done), said the men at 

 the oars. &quot; All right,&quot; said the captain, 

 &quot; get a rope get the women get everybody, 

 and let them all pull.&quot; As soon as the word 

 went round there was a stampede to the jetty ; 

 women came rushing out of the huts, tying 

 bandanna handkerchiefs over their heads to 

 keep their hair tidy in the wind ; children 

 raced from house to house, gathering their 

 friends. &quot; Come and pull,&quot; was the password. 



By the time the people were ready the rope 

 had been tied to the lighter and passed ashore. 

 The mate on the ship blew his whistle ; the 

 man in charge of the rope on the jetty waved 

 his hand in answer and yelled to the people. 

 &quot; Atte &quot; (get at it), he shouted, and the people 

 began to pull. 



They tramped along the jetty, clinging to 



