64 BY ESKIMO DOG-SLED 



a boulder-strewn beach, all ice covered, one 

 of those places where the ,dogs try to go fast 

 and are constantly getting their traces caught 

 round points of ice. Off went the dogs with 

 a rush, and the man after them to keep them 

 straight. The sled had nobody to guide it ; 

 it ran up the side of a great hummock and 

 over it turned. My view of the proceedings 

 from twenty yards behind was of a sled up- 

 setting and a heavily-padded and very sur- v 

 prised-looking Eskimo matron being somer- 

 saulted out of the top of her canvas house. 

 She sat on the hard snow, gazing ruefully at 

 her sled as it bumped along at a good ten 

 miles an hour ; but she managed to collect 

 her wits sufficiently to pick herself up and 

 make a flying leap on to my sled as it passed 

 her. A mile further on we came on her hus- 

 band sitting on a lump of ice and puffing 

 unconcernedly at his pipe, while his dogs 

 enjoyed a rest after their scamper. Hebron 

 is admirably placed for a sensational arrival. 

 The track turns sharply round a jutting point 

 of land, and then runs for a straight mile and 

 a half over the frozen harbour to the Mission 

 station ; consequently the keen-eyed people 

 saw us as soon as we came round the point, 

 and a good many of the men and boys started 

 over the ice at a run to meet as, while the 



