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of sneezing, as one might call the hissing breathing 

 noise it makes. 



Jtcly 2nd. — We slept a bit, and at midnight turned 

 out, caught up the reindeer, stowed the tent, made a 

 fine fire, and cooked breakfast, and by 4 a.m. were 

 ready to start. 



Then I wrote a note to Powys, telling him of our 

 change of plan, and that we were going to Scharok. 

 I put it with the former note, and buried the tin again 

 below Father Nicholas' cross. The Samoyeds could 

 not make much of this ceremony, but the Prophet read 

 the inscription aloud, at which they all looked grave 

 and pondering, but had to give it up, and grunting 

 came away. 



