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160 THE ICE-FOOT. 
“ The frozen rubbish has raised the floe itself, for a 
width of fifty yards, into a broken level of crags. To 
pass over this to our rocky island, with its storehouse, 
is a work of ingenious pilotage and clambering, only 
practicable at favoring periods of the tide, and often 
THE ICE-FOOT. 
impossible for many days together. Fortunately for 
our observatory, a long table of heavy ice has been so 
nicely poised on the crest of the ice-foot, that it swings 
like a seesaw with the changing water-level, and has 
formed a moving beach to the island, on which the 
floes could not pile themselves. Shoreward between 
Medary and the ‘terrace/ the shoal-water has reared 
