. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. LAND! ROY GASPED. 64 FROM LABRADOR TO FAT AND LAZY PUFFINS. Hudson Straits. What if wed been a little closer in when the stormtook us ! He shuddered. Dont you almost wish yourself off Cape Race again, catching cod ? Roy asked, and smiled, though his face was rather pale and solemn as he watched the great waves bangingagainst that grim ledge and toss-ing their spray nearly a hundredfeet high. They left it to the second mateto select a safe fjord where theycould come to anchor. Then, asthey were leaving in the gig
. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. LAND! ROY GASPED. 64 FROM LABRADOR TO FAT AND LAZY PUFFINS. Hudson Straits. What if wed been a little closer in when the stormtook us ! He shuddered. Dont you almost wish yourself off Cape Race again, catching cod ? Roy asked, and smiled, though his face was rather pale and solemn as he watched the great waves bangingagainst that grim ledge and toss-ing their spray nearly a hundredfeet high. They left it to the second mateto select a safe fjord where theycould come to anchor. Then, asthey were leaving in the gig, Scottasked, These rocks will not comeloose and drop us, will they ? atwhich the sailors laughed gathered two large bask-ets full of eggs, and had no need offirearms in securing all that the gigcould carry of the fat and lazy puf-fins, the penguins of Labrador. As they were returning they shot twoeider ducks and half a dozen of Mother Careys chickens. Those eider ducks are the handsomest birds I ever saw, said Scott,holding one in his hands as Roy pulled back to the bark. Look atthe head and back, it
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