BY SLEDGE AND KAYAK 



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go on hoping in such circumstances, but still we do so; 

 though sometimes, perhaps, our hearts fail us when we 

 see the ice lying before us like an impenetrable maze of 

 ridges, lanes, brash, and huge blocks thrown together 

 pell-mell, and one might imagine ones self looking at 



A CURDLED SEA 



suddenly congealed breakers. There are moments when 



it seems impossible that any creature not possessed of 



wings can get farther, and one longingly follow^s the flight 



of a passing gull, and thinks how far away one would 



soon be could one borrow its wings. But then, in spite 



of everything, one finds a way, and hope springs eternal. 

 11.-17 



