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papa's — and settling themselves quietly clown 

 upon it, they went to sleep immediately. In 

 the course of the day we got a sort of crib made 

 for them on deck out of some spare spars and 

 pieces of drift-wood, and while they were being 

 thrust into it, they resisted so furiously that 

 one could almost imagine they knew they were 

 bidding adieu for ever to the fresh breezes and 

 the icy waters of Spitzbergen. 



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