WEARY MANS REST. 
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long-coveted sleep, it was only to dream of eggs and 
abundance. 
We remained almost three days in our crystal retreat, 
gathering eggs at the rate of twelve hundred a day. 
Outside, the storm raged without intermission, and our 
egg-huntei’S found it difficult to keep their feet; but a 
unused but familiar and unmistakable sound startled 
and gladdened every ear, and a flock of eiders fleck¬ 
ing the sky for a moment passed swiftly in front of 
us. We knew that we must be at their breeding- 
grounds; and, as we turned in wet and hungry to our 
