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through in the course of a morning it would be hard to 
say. Yet the good old deer never loses patience. 
There is a savage black dog also who came with 
Verrmyah, Naryan by name, who bites every one else. 
But to-day little Wanka was bullying him, harnessing 
him like a deer, and Naryan stood there enjoying it. 
August 11th,—To-day we moved our camp three 
versts further up the hill, to try and escape the reindeer 
fly, which has become an intolerable nuisance. 
We pitched on an old camping ground, where for the 
first time we found a genuine spring of good water at a 
point where the sand meets the clay. Unfortunately 
from this point we cannot see the sea; but in the even- 
ing I walked off to a hill from which I had a view of the 
whole coast from Pesanka mountains to Barokoska Nos. 
I saw no sign of a boat, and only a little ice. 
I came upon many packs of willow-grouse cocks, 
varying in number from fourteen to twenty-three. 
Mekolka brought in to-day a red-throated diver in the 
down. He said that he was after geese in his boat, 
when the little thing, after diving in front of him, ran out 
on to ¢he dank, when he caught it. A strangely undiver- 
like proceeding. 
Hyland has been given a sweet little puppy which 
answers to the name of Tyamuk. A most sagacious little 
-creature, though only six weeks old; it is most quaint to 
see it coming across all alone to our tent from the choom. 
