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I verily believe they would have been willing 

 to eat me, for once when I stumbled among 

 the traces the whole team was on me with a 

 pounce, and I have just a memory of a con 

 fused moment of snarling, fighting dogs and 

 shouting, kicking drivers. A whip cracked, 

 and the dogs spread in terror, while the drivers 

 tried to calm them with deep-toned &quot; Ah s &quot; ; 

 and after that they told me never to go among 

 the dogs unless I had the whip in my hand. 



Our sled caravan got rather scattered as the 

 day wore on ; in fact, with some of the men 

 who had only a few dogs it resolved itself into 

 an earnest race to do the sixty miles in the 

 one day. My drivers took no notice of their 

 hurry. &quot; Let them go,&quot; they said, &quot; we are 

 all right, we shall get there.&quot; 



Just in front of us there was a curious 

 erection in the shape of a house on runners, 

 a sort of square tent, somewhere about the 

 size of a Punch and Judy show only not so 

 tall, built on a sled. This contained the 

 driver s wife, and his idea was that she should 

 sit tight and not feel the cold. The idea was, 

 no doubt, an excellent one ; but it had the 

 disadvantage of boxing the lady up in the 

 dark and depriving her of all view of the out 

 side world, and consequently she was unable 

 to take proper care of herself. We came to 



