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A Musk -Ox Hunt. 



PARSENEUK IN A TIGHT PLACE. 



foot precipice, fortunately unhurt. Parseneuk was a trim-built animal 

 that I had secured from the Kinnepetoo Eskimo, who inhabit the 

 shores of Chesterfield Inlet, being one of the very few tribes of the 

 great Eskimo family, from the Straits of Belle Isle to those of 

 Behring Sea, who live away from the sea-coasts. They subsist 

 principally upon the flesh of the reindeer, and their dogs are 

 adepts in hunting these fleet animals, Parseneuk being particularly 

 swift and intelligent as a hunter. He had been the favorite in 

 the Kinnepetoo family from whom he was purchased, and I had 

 to appease several of them with presents, as indirect damages to 

 their affections. He had a beautiful head, with sleek muzzle and 

 fox-like nose, while his pointed ears peered cunningly forth in 

 strange contrast with the many other dogs that I have met, whose 

 broken and mutilated ears (usually restored in illustrations of arctic 

 scenes) showed plainly the fights and quarrels in which they had 

 figured. Parseneuk, as a favorite, had been raised and fed in the 



