GREENLAND BY THE POLAR SEA 



We part from our comrades in the best of spirits after a feast 

 of newly shot hares. The camp on the steep cliff seems like a 

 fairy tale ; the glacier rolls towards it like a frozen ocean, and 

 we ourselves jump about on the stones like shipwrecked men 

 just flung on land. Dr. Wulff has made for himself a comfort- 

 able little sleeping-place on a moss-clad shelf; smilingly he 

 waves good-bye, calling to us : " Now don't forget to send some 

 pancakes with the relief sledges ! ' ' 



Harrigan and Bosun have not yet returned from their hunt, 

 and this long absence is not merely a good proof of their stub- 

 born endurance, it also gives us fresh hope that perhaps they 

 have succeeded in shooting a reindeer ; and reindeer tallow is 

 the article of which we are most in need. 



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