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F O X-C H A S E. 
"IN tenebris servare fidem.” 
the crew to run as fox in turn. William Godfrey sus¬ 
tained the chase for fourteen minutes, and wore off the 
shirt. 
“November 27, Sunday.—I sent out a volunteer 
party some days ago with Mr. Bonsall, to see whether 
the Esquimaux have returned to the huts we saw 
empty at the cape. The thermometer was in the 
neighborhood of 40° below zero, and the day was too 
dark to read at noon. I was hardly surprised when 
they returned after camping one night upon the snow. 
Their sledge broke down, and they were obliged to 
leave tents and every thing else behind them. It 
must have been very cold, for a bottle of Monongahela 
whiskey of good stiff proof froze under Mr. Bonsall’s 
head. 
