Against heavy odds, a tale of Norse heroism, and A fearless trio . of them. You take my word for it, he con-tinued, with an unpleasant laugh; they willscramble out. Weeds of that kind aretough. The more you trample on themthe better they thrive. Neither fire norwater will kill em. The bright oars struck the water withstrong, rapid strokes, and the gig shot outover the shining surface of the sound. Theconsul and his son chatted carelessly, andthe son struck a storm-match and lighteda cigarette. But Ragna, with a face tensewith excitement, stood up in the stern andgazed toward the head of the pi
Against heavy odds, a tale of Norse heroism, and A fearless trio . of them. You take my word for it, he con-tinued, with an unpleasant laugh; they willscramble out. Weeds of that kind aretough. The more you trample on themthe better they thrive. Neither fire norwater will kill em. The bright oars struck the water withstrong, rapid strokes, and the gig shot outover the shining surface of the sound. Theconsul and his son chatted carelessly, andthe son struck a storm-match and lighteda cigarette. But Ragna, with a face tensewith excitement, stood up in the stern andgazed toward the head of the pier. At last,when she saw Ingomar hand up the stiff and 20 y4gainst Heavy Odds. crooked little creature to a man in a boat,and himself ascend the stairs to the pier,dripping wet and half frozen, she flung her-self down in the bottom of the gig and weptas if her heart would break. Oh, father, she cried, how could you doit? How could you do it? Dont be a goose, daughter! said theconsul, with the same little snarl in his voice; dont waste your tears on such CHAPTER II. THE REJECTED OLIVE-BRANCH. Tobias Trulson, late second mate of the Petrel, was sitting in his small cottage,which smelled of smoked salt fish and wetclothes; but Tobias was so accustomed tothat smell that he did not mind it. In fact,he would have missed it if it had been ab-sent. A peat fire was smouldering upon ahearth built of rough stones, and a pineknot, stuck into a crevice in the wall, wascrackling and flickering, and throwing anunsteady light over the miserable interior. A long fishing-net hung in festoons alongthe walls, — for Tobias was going to mendit as soon as he got time, — and on a lineunder the ceiling were wet clothes hung upto dry. People up in that Arctic wildernessare usually wet, and a good deal of their 22 Agaitist Heavy Odds. time is taken up in the effort to get have to extract their scanty livingfrom the vast, wild Polar Sea, and if gen-erations of struggle and hardship
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