. A voyage to the arctic in the whaler Aurora. Harp Seals. Holloway, St. Johns, Xfld. Sculping IN THE WHALER AURORA 53 winch was going all the tune, while the orders Heave away port, Heave away starboard,were being constantly given, and every fewminutes a bimch of sculps would be hauled onboard and thrown below by the men on this pan was cleaned up, the officer in thebarrel directed the ships course to the next, andso it went, all day long, a portion of the crew work-ing coal as usual. I went aloft and saw our men,five or six miles away, piling up our cargo. Inthe afternoon, I went o
. A voyage to the arctic in the whaler Aurora. Harp Seals. Holloway, St. Johns, Xfld. Sculping IN THE WHALER AURORA 53 winch was going all the tune, while the orders Heave away port, Heave away starboard,were being constantly given, and every fewminutes a bimch of sculps would be hauled onboard and thrown below by the men on this pan was cleaned up, the officer in thebarrel directed the ships course to the next, andso it went, all day long, a portion of the crew work-ing coal as usual. I went aloft and saw our men,five or six miles away, piling up our cargo. Inthe afternoon, I went oif in the direction the menwere and fortunately I had a gaff with me. I hadon very thick clothes and a pilot jacket over about a mile from the ship, and while walk-ing over a nice, smooth piece of ice, I noticed thatit was bending under me. I turned and was get-ting back to the hummocks, when I went , the gaff caught on both sides and Ionly went in up to my arms, so w^as able to climbout. The cold of the water was intense and I
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