Ice-bound on Kolguev : a chapter in the exploration of Arctic Europe to which is added a record of the natural history of the island . hey would, hesaid, fasten some green thing to it, and then, lying downflat on the belly, push it along before them, so thatbehind this cover they could approach their quarry. Allof which I found to be equally true of the Samoyedswhen I came to know these people. My find was, then,a stalking sleigh. I did not go very far, because I was much interestedin some small insects; particularly in a sort of littlesandfly with very big eyes. This fly advanced by hop- 4<
Ice-bound on Kolguev : a chapter in the exploration of Arctic Europe to which is added a record of the natural history of the island . hey would, hesaid, fasten some green thing to it, and then, lying downflat on the belly, push it along before them, so thatbehind this cover they could approach their quarry. Allof which I found to be equally true of the Samoyedswhen I came to know these people. My find was, then,a stalking sleigh. I did not go very far, because I was much interestedin some small insects; particularly in a sort of littlesandfly with very big eyes. This fly advanced by hop- 4<s ICE-BOUND ON KOLGUEV ping, so that it was not easy to catch, but by patienceI effected it. Also I followed the movements of aminute red active bug, which I believe to have been thesame as that we call the money-spinner here at A pair of turnstones had made many sham nests, andone was ready for eggs. A Lapland buntings nest,though empty, was also quite finished. A grouse was sitting on twelve eggs, of which I tooksix. All the while that I was prowling round this part, apair of glaucous gulls sat and watched me, and once. the male bird came and mobbed me slightly. So Ithought they had a nest; but search as carefully as everI could I failed to come upon it. I chanced on a pool where there was one red-throateddiver and a pair of wigeon. A fine yellow-ringedhumble-bee came booming round me, but I could nottake him, for I had no net. I had been probing carefully along a line of drift asone who looks for gold, till my back ached with myself up I suddenly saw just in front ofme a veritable flower-garden—a bank green with grasses OUR FIRST LANDINGS 49 and spangled blue and pink. The sun was shiningbrightly, and the thing was so unexpected and so beauti-ful after the dreariness that had gone before, that I gavequite involuntarily a shout or cheer, or some noise whichmade old Sailor come running up. In a moment I was up the bank on hands and knees,picki
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