ble to get to dry land and stumbling on a large tree 

 which had fallen partly across a floating bog, I de- 

 cided to make a fire and chance it till another day. 

 By this time my clothes from waist down were solid 

 ice and I was so nervous from exertion and the 

 realization of the predicament I was in that I could 

 hardly see or hold a match. Notwithstanding, I suc- 

 ceeded in getting some dry bark and limbs piled 

 against this tree on the bog area and, having some 

 dry matches in a match safe, I luckily got a fire 

 started with the first match. I then waded about 

 and secured quite a quantity of wood so as to have 

 a fire till I could leave the place on the morrow. 



I had brought a lunch from Gheen, but this had 

 been eaten along the trail. So now I had to go 

 hungry. The fire burned nicely and I sat on the 

 log about it and thawed myself out by changing from 

 side to side before the flame while the blizzard that 

 was raging froze the side from the fire. By care 

 and persistence I finally got my clothes dry and 

 found that though I had been terribly cold I had 

 suffered only the frosting of a part of my left foot. 

 Getting warm I went to sleep and fell off the log 

 into the water. I then had to dry myself again. 

 Becoming sleepy a second time I burned one of my 

 Arctic boots . 



Suddenly then out of the awful stillness there 

 was a yelp. Then hundreds of yelps. The wolves 

 had found me. I was wholly unarmed except for 

 a jack knife, a wholly useless weapon against such 

 brutes. Hearing the woods full of their yelps I piled 

 more wood on the fire, praying that the supply would 



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