Northward over the great ice : a narrative of life and work along the shores and upon the interior ice-cap of northern Greenland in the years 1886 and 1891-1897, with a description of the little tribe of Smith Sound Eskimos, the most northerly human beings in the world, and an account of the discovery and bringing home of the Saviksue or great Cape York meteorites . on, and crowded to thefront for the first and choicest piece. A few momentslater only the bones were left, one in the possessionof Pau, the other guarded by Lion. Then I went back to help Astrup finish the hour or two later
Northward over the great ice : a narrative of life and work along the shores and upon the interior ice-cap of northern Greenland in the years 1886 and 1891-1897, with a description of the little tribe of Smith Sound Eskimos, the most northerly human beings in the world, and an account of the discovery and bringing home of the Saviksue or great Cape York meteorites . on, and crowded to thefront for the first and choicest piece. A few momentslater only the bones were left, one in the possessionof Pau, the other guarded by Lion. Then I went back to help Astrup finish the hour or two later, having skinned both carcassesand removed the hind quarters and sirloins for ourown use, Astrup and myself took one of the car-casses, and, carrying it between us, took it down tothe dogs. Again the same wild excitement as we ap-proached. Stopping just outside the limit of theirtraces, we gave the body a swing and tossed it inamong the pack. The next instant it was covered from Northernmost Greenland 341 view by the shaggy forms and tense, straining hmbs ofa pack of ravenous wolves. The eager yelps and howlswere silenced, and only the crunching of bones and anoccasional low growl could be heard. Savage as wasthe sight, I sat down on a stone near by to watchthe feast of my faithful companions. Wild and eageras they were, they were still amenable to my voice,. ROYAL BANQUET OF MY DOGS. for when Lion freed himself from his harness in hisviolent exertions, I pulled him away from his banquet,and at a word he crouched obedient at my feet, tillI replaced his harness. Lion, the thick-furred, long-maned, white leader of the Cape-York team, had beenmy favourite until Nalegaksoah appeared on the scene,and he was always the veteran sledge-dog and team-leader on the march. He was the most experienced 342 Northward over the Great Ice and the toughest of my dogs. Never did he gettangled in his traces. Never did he attempt to eathis harness. Never, except in this single instancedurincr his g^
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