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next day, and decided that if we again 

 failed we would leave the " scoundrel " for 

 ever, as he was not an extraordinary head, 

 and we were only persisting in hunting 

 him out of pure " cussedness." 



We reached the place we had chosen for 

 the night as it was getting dark, and found 

 the coolies just arriving with our blankets ; 

 so we set to work at once to collect dry 

 grass for bedding, and wood for our fire, 

 and soon had tea for all, and dinner, after 

 which, and a smoke, we all went to our 

 respective rocks. I had one, and the best 

 one, to myself, while the others took what 

 cover they could find. 



There is nothing like the open air after 

 all, when one has lots of bedding, and can 

 keep warm. I always had an idea that 

 lunacy was the fate of those who sleep in 

 the moonlight, but that is evidently a delu- 

 sion, for there generally was a moon of 

 some sort, and five nights a week we slept 

 with it full on us. 



A really Arctic night it was, and my face 



