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course, all the clogs followed me, and I had not got far 

 when I saw a dark form disappear. This was ' Pan,' who 

 rolled down the high steep edge of the ice and fell into 

 the water. In vain he struggled to get out again ; all 

 around him there was nothing but snow slush, which 

 afforded no foothold. I could scarcely hear a sound of 

 him, only just a faint whining noise now and then. I 

 leaned down over the edge in order to get near him, but it 

 was too high, and I very nearly went after him head-first; 

 all that I could get hold of was loose fragments of ice 

 and lumps of snow. I called for a seal-hook, but before 

 it was brouoht to me ' Pan ' had scrambled out himself, 

 and was leaping to and fro on the floe with all his might 

 to keep himself warm, followed by the other dogs, who 

 loudly barked and gambolled about with him, as though 

 they wished to demonstrate their joy at his rescue. When 

 he fell in they all rushed forward, looking at me and 

 whining ; they evidently felt sorry for him and wished 

 me to help him. They said nothing, but just ran up 

 and down along the edge until he got out. At another 

 moment, perhaps, they may all unite in tearing him to 

 pieces ; such is canine and human nature. ' Pan ' was 

 allowed to dry himself in the saloon all the after- 

 noon. 



"A little before half -past nine to-night the vessel 

 received a tremendous shock. I went out, but no noise 

 of ice -packing could be heard. However, the wind 

 howled so in the rigging that it was not easy to dis- 



