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business, college students, the Danish Governor, his wife and 

 family, the Assistant Governor and his wife, about thirty of 

 the Miranda's crew, and in the rear, closely seated together, 

 were the Huskies, the peculiar fasliion of wearing the hair, 

 with their various-colored ribbons, producing a strange effect. 

 A sermon of Dr. Liddon's was read. An Eskimo organist 

 played the hymns which I had arranged, through Mrs. Bis- 

 trup, the governor's wife, as interpreter, should be played in 

 the order as marked when I shook my head. TVe sang "Blest 

 Be the Tie That Binds," "Abide with Me,'' "Nearer, My 

 God, to Thee," and " Coronation." 



" Ijet every kindred, every tribe, 

 On this terrestrial ball, 

 To Him all majesty ascribe, 

 And crown Him Lord of all," 



seemed fittingly appropriate. " From Greenland's Icy Moun- 

 tains " would have been gladly sung, but our chances of remain- 

 ing there for one whole year seemed unpleasantly certain. 



The church was provided with no alms-basin, and when 

 the offertory sentence was announced Commodore Gardner 

 passed Mr. Cleveland's hat among our own members of 

 the congregation, and the offering was afterwards presented to 

 the governor, to be used for the benefit of the church. Fortu- 

 nately, the organist played the hymns in the order of their 

 announcement, and the service proceeded reverently. Though 

 it is a sad reflection, it cannot be denied that Professor Dyche 

 was prominently asleeji — a lethargic effect, in all probability, 

 of the Greenland mountain air. 



I could not but be impressed, as we read that evening in 

 the Psalter for the twelfth day, with the force of the words : 

 " Thou that art the hope of all the ends of the earth and of 

 them that remain in the broad sea ; " and again, " They that 

 dwell in the uttermost parts of the earth shall be afraid at 

 Thy tokens." And then it seemed sad to think how utterly 



