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 . neath whichappeared long locks of straight black hair. His mouth,enormous and wide open, was hedged by a bristling-row of ape-like teeth, and altogether there was some-thing so ogreish and strange about this apparition thatI stared speechless, at which they roared with laughter,and then arose a shout, Tima Fe! Tima Fe! Itwas Tima Fe, a Samoyed from the other boat. Hegrinned at his reception, and when he grinned he reallyseemed to lose himself behind his mouth.
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 . neath whichappeared long locks of straight black hair. His mouth,enormous and wide open, was hedged by a bristling-row of ape-like teeth, and altogether there was some-thing so ogreish and strange about this apparition thatI stared speechless, at which they roared with laughter,and then arose a shout, Tima Fe! Tima Fe! Itwas Tima Fe, a Samoyed from the other boat. Hegrinned at his reception, and when he grinned he reallyseemed to lose himself behind his mouth. This Tima Fe was sort of henchman to Alexis, andhad been sent ashore to get the isba ready. He sat down, was given some vodki, andthen we became, as usual, the sub-ject of an up-and-down Fe listened to all they had tosay about us ; how we had lost our™*Te. ship, how we had lived with theSamoyeds, and how we were hopingto get to England, which was an island lying beyondNorway right across another sea. On all this hemade no comment. But when they had told him allthey could he was silent and pondering for a bit,. TO THE HOLY HILLS 345 and then, turning round, looked me straight in the facefor quite a while, and then in a hoarse cracked voice,like some old crow, said twice over and very slowly, England, impossible ! England far away ; far, far away.(Aknglia nailzah ! ne mozhnah. Ahnglia dalyoko, otcken,otchen dalyoko), and then relapsed into silence. There was some touch in this mans face that told oneat once that he was not all there. He was, in fact, a bitsoft. An excellent workman, a recognised authority onmany matters (they all accepted him as the weather-prophet), he was one of those curious twisted phenomenaone sometimes comes across, where cunning is combinedwith warped wits. He was a natural, and a very uncannyone at that, with a curious influence over all the think even the Russians in their hearts feared thisstrange creature, for they were a
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