. Each and all; or, How the seven little sisters prove their sisterhood. ere is the passage-way or entry, cutthrough the clear, hard ice. To make 4 EACH AND ALL. that was difficult work for the motherseal; but she did it all herself. See whata little doorway leads into the prettyarched room above, — a room whosewalls are of snow. It is shaped just likean Esquimau house. Indeed, I havesometimes thought that the Esquimauxlearned of the seals how to make theirhouses. It is hardly big enough, youwill say, for the mother seal to live : she didnt build it for herself. Shecan swim about whereve
. Each and all; or, How the seven little sisters prove their sisterhood. ere is the passage-way or entry, cutthrough the clear, hard ice. To make 4 EACH AND ALL. that was difficult work for the motherseal; but she did it all herself. See whata little doorway leads into the prettyarched room above, — a room whosewalls are of snow. It is shaped just likean Esquimau house. Indeed, I havesometimes thought that the Esquimauxlearned of the seals how to make theirhouses. It is hardly big enough, youwill say, for the mother seal to live : she didnt build it for herself. Shecan swim about wherever she likes,come up to some little hole in the icefor an occasional breath of fresh air,creep out and sun herself if the day iswarm; and, in short, she doesnt seemto need a house for herself. For whom, then, is the little house ?Georgie thinks it must be for her Georgie is right; for in that prettyround house lies a little white baby seal,with soft hazel eyes, and tiny little flip-pers hardly big enough to swim with asyet. And she lies there so snugly while. THE STORY OF AGOONACK. 5 the mother goes away for food; and shegives a little call of welcome when shehears her coming up the ice-entry thatleads to the door. On this April day, Agoonack has onher bear-skin jumper and hood, and runsout on the snow beside her father, whocarries his long spear in his hand. Thesun is up, and sends level rays acrossthe ice, and makes the little girl thinkof warmth, although, if she had a ther-mometer, she would see that it standsat-30°; and that is colder than youhave ever known it to be. She trotsbriskly along beside her father, untilwith a sudden Hush! and touch ofhis hand on her shoulder, he stops thechild in the shelter of a great iceberg,and, running swiftly forward, with a sud-den jump he breaks through the snow-crust, and has come crashing down intothe pretty seal igloe, and seized the babyseal. The poor little thing is so taken bysurprise, that it can only utter a plaintive
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