. Children of the Arctic. nies, and the pups, fathersays will be kept in theNew York ZoologicalGarden. One dav fatherhad the Eskimo womensing into the phonograph,and then made the phon-ograph sing their songback at them. You oughtto have heard them laugh. Billv Bah andAhno-oodloo wanted tocome home with me, butmother would not letthem. Ahngoodloo isvery tond of father, and Steat^y ii8 CHILD REN when he found he couldnot go back with us hetook Billy Bah up onthe mountain so theywould not have to saygood-bye. All the na-tives felt sad to havefather leave them, butafter we had all thevenison we n
. Children of the Arctic. nies, and the pups, fathersays will be kept in theNew York ZoologicalGarden. One dav fatherhad the Eskimo womensing into the phonograph,and then made the phon-ograph sing their songback at them. You oughtto have heard them laugh. Billv Bah andAhno-oodloo wanted tocome home with me, butmother would not letthem. Ahngoodloo isvery tond of father, and Steat^y ii8 CHILD REN when he found he couldnot go back with us hetook Billy Bah up onthe mountain so theywould not have to saygood-bye. All the na-tives felt sad to havefather leave them, butafter we had all thevenison we needed westeamed away. Poorold Koodluktoo feltvery badly, and so did L O F TH E ARCTIC. ^•^ Hard Over ^^ Port I was kept busy car-ing for my pets on theway home, and onemorning I found oneof my bunnies dead. Hehad been killed by oneof the others in a are all white assnow and perfectbeauties. We stopped amongthe west side Eskimos 119 ^t> CHILDREN O? THE ARCTIC I didnt like the looks of these na- I am sure they are not as kind as fathers at a whaling station tives at all. people. The babies are not nearly as pretty. Their dress looks different too. They have funny long tails to their coats, and the women wear dirty calico skirts over their fur trousers. The carpenter had to make Daisys pen higher beforewe reached Sydney because she had grown so puppies too have grown and are as playful as vou must hurrv home and see them yourself. I havemuch more to tell you, but. cant think of it now. With much love Your Snowbaby. P, S. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Captain Sam taught mehow to turn the wheel, and let me steer the Wind-ward. I can Steady an
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