The Spirit of missions . er followed two blows,and again and again we were on newice that yielded water with every was either that, or unload the sledand pack the contents by repeated jour-neys over a mountain. Many times wewere wet all day; many times we wereon the point of losing everything. But,thank God, we won through and reachedthe mission with no serious loss or seri-ous injury. Half way from the boat to the mis-sion we met an Indian and a dog. Hewas a mission Indian and I pressed himand his dog into service. It was a for-tunate encounter. Dr. Burke had fallenon a jagged point o
The Spirit of missions . er followed two blows,and again and again we were on newice that yielded water with every was either that, or unload the sledand pack the contents by repeated jour-neys over a mountain. Many times wewere wet all day; many times we wereon the point of losing everything. But,thank God, we won through and reachedthe mission with no serious loss or seri-ous injury. Half way from the boat to the mis-sion we met an Indian and a dog. Hewas a mission Indian and I pressed himand his dog into service. It was a for-tunate encounter. Dr. Burke had fallenon a jagged point of ice and had in-jured his knee so that he was in con-stant pain and of little use, and Arthurwas troubled with rheumatism in hislegs. I was the only sound member ofthe party, and my shoulders were rawwith the rope and my feet miserablytender with these wretched crampons(or ice-creepers, as they are called here),without which it is not possible to domuch hauling on ice. The one dog wasa great help. It is astonishing what. THE PELICAN IN WINTER QUARTERS
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