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by Ole, and soon afterwards Ole followed in the 
track of the “ Halloa,” and joined Savio on an 
iceberg at some distance from our camp. Mr. 
Fougner and I, who just smoked away comfortably 
in our bags, soon heard them approaching, and 
driving a seal before them, just as peasants. at 
home drive their cattle to market. We were 
delighted. The dogs had a good feed, and we 
had enough blubber for a large fire. There we four 
were lying, thousands of miles to the southward of 
the great struggling world, vast, stern Victoria 
Land lying dark towards the west, while the peaks 
A SEAL BLOW-HOLE. 
and icebergs caught the pale halo of light from 
the moon. We kept a watch, two at a time, as 
usual, sleeping six hours in turn. "Towards 2 o'clock 
