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the tropics, these faithful companions of ours often 
tried the tempers of the members of the Expedition 
beyond control. However, it was remarkable to see 
how already early in the voyage certain dogs took 
to certain men, and in their leisure hours you could 
see some of the members selecting a quiet corner 
underneath the boat, on the top of a barrel, or on 
the anchor in the forecastle, quietly petting their 
favourite dog. Zema, the finest dog of the pack, 
was only six months old when we started from 
London, and was a dog of extraordinary intelligence. 
Hardy, and with the characteristic courage of his 
race, he was, besides, a more than ordinarily well- 
“ ALL EIGHTY, REGARDLESS OF NATIONALITY, JOINED IN ONE 
PENETRATING ARCTIC VOLAPUK." 
proportioned and beautiful dog. Of colour like a 
wolf, yellowish-grey with the fur black at the end, 
black points, and magnificent dark brown eyes, he 
