. Arctic explorations: the second Grinnell expedition in search of Sir John Franklin, 1853, '54, '55. t McGary, nevertheless,caught the incorrigible scamps stealing a coal-barrel asthey passed Butler Island, and expedited their journeyhomeward by firing among them a charge of smallshot. Still, one peculiar worthy—we thought it must havebeen the venerable of the party, whom I knew after-ward as a stanch friend, old Shang-huh—managed towork round in a westerly direction, and to cut to piecesmy India-rubber boat, which had been left on the floesince Mr. Brookss disaster, and to carry off every pa
. Arctic explorations: the second Grinnell expedition in search of Sir John Franklin, 1853, '54, '55. t McGary, nevertheless,caught the incorrigible scamps stealing a coal-barrel asthey passed Butler Island, and expedited their journeyhomeward by firing among them a charge of smallshot. Still, one peculiar worthy—we thought it must havebeen the venerable of the party, whom I knew after-ward as a stanch friend, old Shang-huh—managed towork round in a westerly direction, and to cut to piecesmy India-rubber boat, which had been left on the floesince Mr. Brookss disaster, and to carry off every par-ticle of the wood. A few days after this, an agile, elfin youth drove upto our floe in open day. He was sprightly and good-looking, and had quite a neat turn-out of sledge and 212 MYOUK DETAINED. dogs. He told his name with frankness, ^^Myouh,I am, — and where he lived. We asked him aboutthe boat; but he denied all knowledge of it, and re-fused either to confess or repent. He was surprisedwhen I ordered him to be confined to the hold. Atfirst he refused to eat, and sat down in the deepest. grief; but after a while he began to sing, and then totalk and cvj, and then to sing again; and so he kepton rehearsing his limited solfeggio,— :^ and crying and talking by turns, till a late hour of the ins ESCAPE. 213 niglit. When I turned in, he was still noisily discon-soLate. There was a simplicity and honliommie about thisboy that interested me much; and I confess thatwhen I made my appearance next morning—I couldhardly conceal it from the gentleman on duty, whomI affected to censure—I was glad my bird had time during the morning-watch, he had succeededin throwing off the hatch and escaping. We sus-pected that he had confederates ashore, for his dogshad escaped with as much address as himself I wasconvinced, however, that I had the truth from him,where he lived and how many lived with him; mycross-examination on these points having been verycomplete and satisfac
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