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Jennie's movements. She was out on the rocks, with her head 

 turned to a bluff, and bellowing like an angeko while engaged in 

 some of his incantations. In about half an hour she was discov- 

 ered following us ; Sharkey closely examined her movements 

 through the glass, and declared that she was indeed after us, and 

 that she would travel all day and all night till she reached us. 

 I at once decided to await her coming up, for my heart was moved 

 for the poor fellow, who so fondly loved her, though she was un- 

 worthy of his affection. 



When we paused for her to come up, Sharkey took the water- 

 bag and the tin cup, and set out for an island at our left, distant a 

 quarter of a mile, for water. His course was taken so that he in- 

 tercepted Jennie when he was returning with his water to the 

 sledge. She, however, paid no attention to him, but kept on, turn- 

 ing neither to the right hand nor to the left. Sharkey called to 

 her, but she turned not, still continuing her rapid gait, and proud- 

 ly striking into her open hand a loose mitten she carried in the 

 other. Sharkey quickened his pace to catch up with her, repeat- 

 edly calling to her, but she walked stoically on. At length he 

 overtook her, and tried to arrest her in her course. She threw 

 him aside as if he were a viper, and walked on. Then Sharkey 

 once more approached, and threw his arm around her caressingly. 

 She gave no heed. Finally, in despair, he gave up, stooped down, 

 buried his face in his hands, and poured out his weeping soul in 

 a flood of tears. Then, rising up, he swung his arms about, and 

 gave vent to his feelings in loud and broken cries, returning to 

 the sledge, while the stubborn idol of his affections, with apparent 

 indifference, pursued her way. 



I addressed him sympathizingly, my heart overflowing with 

 love for my wounded friend. He pointed to his wife, who still 

 trudged on, crying " Jennie! Jennie!" putting his hand on his 

 heart and weeping. Under the circumstances, I decided to return 

 to our encampment. As soon as we reached it, Sharkey started 

 out with the dogs, ostensibly for the purpose of sealing. I knew, 

 however, that his purpose was to go in pursuit of his wife. Some 

 hours later he returned with Jennie, both apparently contented. 



I now at first thought I might as well give up this trip, and 

 commence my return down the bay. Then I determined to take 

 Henry as my dog-driver, and proceed to explore the bay alluded 

 to on page 383, some fifty miles to the 1ST.W. by W. of our tenth 

 encampment. I had before believed that Koojesse was at the bot- 



