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morton’s journey. 
or sounds, or both,—for they were inappreciable by 
Morton,—that the walrus were waiting for him in a 
small space of recently-open water that was glazed over 
with a few days’ growth of ice; and, moving gently 
on, they soon heard the characteristic bellow of a bull 
awuk. The walrus, like some of the higher order of 
beings to which he has been compared, is fond of his 
own music, and will lie for hours listening to himself. 
His vocalization is something between the mooing of a 
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WATCHING AT THE WALRUS-HOLE. 
cow and the deepest baying of a mastiff: very round 
and full, with its barks or detached notes repeated 
rather quickly seven to nine times in succession. 
The party now formed in single file, following in 
each other’s steps; and, guided by an admirable know¬ 
ledge of ice-topography, wound behind hummocks and 
ridges in a serpentine approach toward a group of 
pond-like discolorations, recently-frozen ice-spots, but 
surrounded by firmer and older ice. 
When within half a mile of these, the line broke, 
and each man crawled toward a separate pool; Morton 
