CAMP AT COLUMBIA 
head, and we looked like a precious bunch but 
we had hair enough on our heads by the time 
we came back from our three months' journey, 
and we needed a few more baths and new 
clothes. 
When I met Dr. Goodsell at Cape Colum- 
bia, about a week after he had left the ship, 
he had already raised quite a beard, and, as 
his hair was black and heavy, it made quite a 
change in his appearance. The effect of the 
long period of darkness had been to give his 
complexion a greenish-yellow tinge. My com- 
plexion reminded him of a ginger cake with 
too much saleratus in it. 
February 23: Heavy snow-fall but prac- 
tically no wind this morning at seven o'clock, 
when Dr. Goodsell left his igloo for Cape 
Colan to pick up the load he had left there 
when he lightened his sledges, also some loads 
of pemmican and biscuits that had been cached. 
We had supper together and also breakfast this 
morning, and as we ate we laughed and talked, 
and I taught him a few tricks for keeping him- 
self warm. 
In spite of the snow, which was still falling, 
I routed out my boys, and in the dark we left 
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