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or they would chew any of them. One of the dogs 
was called Kaiser. He got away one morning and 
I could not catch him, even though I tried to tempt 
him with pemmican. We harnessed up the others 
and started on our way. All day he came along 
behind us, sometimes in sight, sometimes not. 
When we stopped to camp and I fed the other 
dogs, at dark, he finally came sulkily in and hung 
around; I paid no attention to him. I saved out 
his ration of pemmican, however, and when he 
finally could hold out no longer, he came up to be 
fed and as I gave him the pemmican I caught him. 
He never got away again; sometimes we had to 
tie his mouth so that he could not chew his har¬ 
ness. 
At ten o’clock on the morning after our miser¬ 
able midnight hunt in the snow, we were stopped by 
an open lead of water about three hundred yards 
wide. The lead ran east and west across our way 
and we had to follow along the northern edge for 
some distance before we found a solid piece of ice 
for our ferry-boat. It was frozen to the edge of 
the main floe by thin ice, but we chopped away 
with our tent poles and jumped on it until we split 
it off. Then we put the dogs and the sledge 
aboard and with our snowshoes for paddles made 
our way across the lead. The ice cake was about 
ten feet square and one end of the sledge projected 
