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 . ry, and a beautifultall veronica (V. longifolid). And there was a ringed-plover evidently with young. A dense fog came on, says my diary, while I was ina perfect labyrinth of gullies. But I think I must begetting the homing instinct better developed, for I walkedstraight back, though I could not see the choom tillwithin a few yards. Sunday, August igt/i.—Our friends spent to-day inrecovering from yesterday. We caught a wazanka with the di-zha for theRussians fo
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 . ry, and a beautifultall veronica (V. longifolid). And there was a ringed-plover evidently with young. A dense fog came on, says my diary, while I was ina perfect labyrinth of gullies. But I think I must begetting the homing instinct better developed, for I walkedstraight back, though I could not see the choom tillwithin a few yards. Sunday, August igt/i.—Our friends spent to-day inrecovering from yesterday. We caught a wazanka with the di-zha for theRussians food. I got old Ustynia to milk it for me,and thought the milk exceedingly good. It was likecream. But the Samoyeds kept saying no, no, notgood. Very bad, yes, yes. It is strange that thesepeople never use reindeer milk, for the Lapps, we aretold, drink much of it. Mekolka comes in every day for a lesson in English he writes phonetically in Russian characters,and remembers it quite well. At present we are hard atwork on the numerals, and it is very funny to hear hisattempts at pronunciation. The only one which really. VERONICA LONGIFOLIA 3H ICE-BOUND ON KOLGUEV defeats him is six. He goes over this again and again,but always with him it is sikkus. August 2otk.—At last our stay with our simple friendswas over. We were to share their society and that ofthe Russians from to-day. We went in a fine procession down to Scharok. Therewere two sleighs laden with our things. Katrina wasthere, and baby, and Mrs. Uano in a brand-new scarletcotton Russian dress. The effect of this was striking, foras she had pulled it on over her old skin panitsa, nota button of them all would meet. Really she did lookvery funny—something like a toad in a cactus flower. Verrmyahs warrli was bogged on the way, but wemanaged to get it out. We raced into Scharok. I was driving my old teamof five, and beat them all but Verrmyah. I never couldquite catch him. The appearance of the huts was alread
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