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ICE-BOUND ON KOLGUEV 



the musquitoes began to be troublesome in the marshes. 

 I found it impossible to escape them till I walked down 

 the bed of a little stream between walls of snow. Here 

 I sketched a very big sandstone boulder. It was quite 



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circular, and was just nine feet across. But it lay in 

 three pieces, cracked right across the lines of formation 

 by the expansive force of ice. 



Then I went and lay down by a lake. Had it not 

 been for the musquitoes it would have been most 

 pleasant there. The black-breasted dunlins were run- 



