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Andre’s hands, and bolted into the sea. They got two 
boats out after him, but to my great delight he swam 
splendidly, clean distancing the boats against the tide. 
When I last saw him he was galloping over the shallows 
for Barakoska Nos.’ 
September 1oth.—‘ S., strong wind and snow, with hard 
frost. Alexander's karbass ready.’ 
September 11th.—‘S. to S.W. Frozen up. Snowing. 
‘] spent much time away on the tundra with the axe 
cutting sections of moss heaps which much interest me. 
The Russians would not go out to-day, as they said it 
was not right to move on the Tsar’s birthday. This 
evening, after a day of idleness and vodki, they have 
been burning seal-fat barrels and shouting hurrah! They 
put a 5-lb. tin of gunpowder into a barrel which they 
stood on a bonfire. It went off and blew bits of burning 
wood all over the huts, but no one minded.’ 
September 12th.—‘S., SE., E. This has been a day 
of really tremendous rain. I have spent the day in 
fighting the water with rags and tins, but have not found 
a single dry spot to write in. Hyland went to bed in 
the afternoon feeling sick—probably from want of vege- 
table food. I also physicked Alexander, who complains 
of pains and chill.’ 
