DAYS IN CAMP 283 
they danced—a silly dance, with a song to it, ‘like a 
broken-backed Gregorian,’ as I said in my notes at the 
time. 
Then we played ‘meitz hans&anquoh’ (meztz, a ball), 
which is rounders, or baseball, with slight differences. 
We saw no other outdoor game. Pretty nimble they 
were on their little bowed legs, though of course we could 
run away from, and all around them. Hyland recovered 
in time for the game, and played very well indeed, wear- 
ing out his sealskin ‘pimith’ in his efforts. He was a 
much better shot with the ball than they, and though he 
was so big they very seldom hit him. 
In the evening the wind dropped, after eighty-four 
hours of gale. 
August 4th.—A warm day; thermometer up to 61° 
in the sun; very calm, very pleasant. 
The Yelisei family packed up to leave, the eldest 
Yelisei girl, who was nice-looking, but very silent, 
excepting in her circle, had such a fine head-dress, with 
a beautiful native-made star on the forehead, and many 
rows of beads in the hair, that I wanted to buy it. I 
hadn’t the courage to ask herself, but tried to explain to 
her brother. This was much worse, for he immediately 
concluded I wanted to marry her, and in a moment I 
was the centre of a delighted group. They all chattered 
at once, and all pointed from me to her, and from her 
to me. The poor girl—I cannot remember her name, 
