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THE PRESCRIPTION’. 
prescription of a lump of brown soap, a silk shirt, 
and a taboo of all further eating of ossulc; and I had 
no doubt that their anxiety to have the boy duly 
powwowed, would urge forward our sledges and bring 
us early to the healing waters. We longed for them 
ACCOM 0 DAK. 
at least as much as Metek, and needed them more than 
Accomodali. 
My little note-book closes for the week with this 
gratefully-expanded record:— 
"June 16, Saturday.—Our boats are at the open 
