. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. they ex-pected, for every one was ready to answer questions, and every one at St. Johns seemed to know about every one else there, and every one who had ever been there. Yes ! The brig Louise ran in here some two weeks ago, said one of the wharf officers. She had a cargo of salt which she sold for cash at a low price, and took in a cargo of grain, flour and mixed stuff for two or three of the southern ports of Greenland. Captain said he had agreed to go up there and fetch back overstock from some whalers. The boys looked at
. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. they ex-pected, for every one was ready to answer questions, and every one at St. Johns seemed to know about every one else there, and every one who had ever been there. Yes ! The brig Louise ran in here some two weeks ago, said one of the wharf officers. She had a cargo of salt which she sold for cash at a low price, and took in a cargo of grain, flour and mixed stuff for two or three of the southern ports of Greenland. Captain said he had agreed to go up there and fetch back overstock from some whalers. The boys looked at each other, but said nothing. There were a few stores which were lacking in their outfit, which must be purchased at St. Johns, and while they were wandering about the quaint old streets, Scott slipped into a jewelry store, closely followed by Roy. What did you run into this port for ? Roy asked, and Scott, with a decided blush, replied: I thought wed be writinsr to Mrs. Lester, from here, to tell her of our success so far, and maybe twouldnt be a bad idea to slip. SCOTT AT THE MASTHEAD. CAPTAIN SARGENT, SIR. 47 m some little trinket for Vera, just to show her that we havent forgot-ten her. We ! said Roy, with a merry laugh. Bet yer best anchor, Scott,Vera isnt worrying for fear that Ive forgotten her. Shed know I hadntforgotten my old playfellow. Scott laughed too ; but he very carefully selected a little chain, witha cross attached, had it safely packed in a box and addressed. Then theytook it to the post-office, registered it, and returned to the Snowbird. IN THE HARBOR AT ST. JOHN S. They wrote a letter to Mrs. Lester and sent it on shore by two of thesailors, who were to bring back the stores they had purchased, includinga lot of fresh meat. Then they sat alone in the cabin ready to lay thecourse to Greenland. I tell you what it is, Scott, said Roy, I never dreamed what aterrible strain I was under, running up here, till the anchor dropped andwe were in the gig. When I lo
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