DOGS AND HUNTING 
comes sniffling and snuffling and all the time 
keeping at a safe distance, you drop the sheet- 
iron on the snow, the brute makes a dive, and 
you make a flop, you grab the nearest thing 
grabable — ear, leg, or bunch of hair — and do 
your best to catch his throat, after which, 
everything is easy. Slip the harness over the 
head, push the fore-paws through, and there 
you are, one dog hooked up and harnessed. 
After Hcking the bites and sucking the blood, 
you tie said dog to a rock and start for the 
next one. It is only a question of time before 
you have your team. When you have them, 
leave them alone ; they must now decide who is 
fit to be the king of the team, and so they fight, 
they fight and fight; and once they have de- 
cided, the king is king. A growl from him, 
or only a look, is enough, all obey, except the 
females, and the females have their way, for, 
true to type, the males never harm the females, 
and it is always the females who start the 
trouble. 
The dogs when not hitched to the sledges 
were kept together in teams and tied up, 
both at the ship and while we were hunting. 
They were not allowed to roam at large, for 
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