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ever met with, He was respected as a patriarch by all 
the rest, and retained his throne by moral influence ; for 
if might were right, as among the dogs of the Eskimo, 
the rule would already have passed to Ni-arr-way. 
Ni-arr-way was a fine black dog, the biggest of them. 
When Ni-arr-way gets to be Latori’s age he will be just 
such another in character; for even now he is the soul 
of kindness, and a remarkably useful dog—as you shall 
see. 
Thirdly there came Huilka, the handsome treacherous 
one. Red he was, with a lovely fox-like coat. Then 
Pasco, who had the puppies later on. Mandaluk, a lady 
also, and very pretty but shy. Sixth, Sierko, about ten 
months old; white, ragged, and always dirty, who barked 
incessantly at nothing at all, and I think was touched in 
the head. Hurpey, a piebald youngster, who promised 
better things. Mno-coh, a dog like a timber wolf, whom 
I seem to know little about. There are dogs, you 
know, with whom you may live for a long while, and yet 
notice very little; independent characters, who ‘gang 
their ain gate.’ Mno-coh was one of these. There 
were also puppies which came at intervals, and were 
loved and nursed by the children as they are at home. 
And sometimes they disappeared mysteriously, as they 
also do with us. But of those who survived our favourite 
was little Chua. Chua would play with you by the hour 
if you gave him achance. He was one of those electric 
pups you sometimes meet. If he was asleep at the other 
