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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
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dropped, andwhen I attempted to sleep I suffered more from the cold than at any timesince leaving Annootok. The moisturefrom our breath froze at once into crys-tals upon everything it touched. The short marches, the necessity ofhalting to rest the dogs, and our ownweariness brought about by constantback-breaking lifting of komatiks overrough, rocky places made progress slow-er even than had been anticipated. Butencouragement came in the increasingfreshness of musk-ox signs, which gavepromise that our ambition was soon tobe realized. Finally we turned into the bed of avery large river—a river when theweather was warm enough to make thewater flow, but now a stretch of solidice. I should say it was a mile and ahalf in width. On either side snow-covered mountains rose abruptly to loftyheights, with glaciers from the interiorice cap now and again pushing downthrough ravines. Everywhere we were surrounded byfrozen desolation. It would be difficultto imagine a more God-forsaken region, 77
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Lopyngnt. jgoq, , ARCTIC HARE, SO TAME THAT THE CAMERA COULD BE TRAINED UPON THEM AT TWENTY FEET RANGE. but withal it possessed a rugged, austerebeauty, an impressive and inspiringgrandeur. Here in the midst of thisbleak, barren land came to me a day thatshall remain a life memory—a day thatbrought full recompense for all the hard-ships and sufferings that I had enduredin the Arctic. We had halted to make camp aftermany hours of desperate struggle, whenEiseeyou called me to him and pointedto what appeared to be two large blackrocks at the foot of a mountain, a halfmile or so distant, and as he pointed,said laconically, Omingmongl (muskox). All the Eskimos broke at once intoan excited babble, and set to work withfeverish haste to straighten out the dogstraces preparatory to a long run at highspeed. I could make little of what they said,for it requires not one, but several yearsof constant residence among the Kski-mos for a white man to obtain sufficientLrr;isp of their language to un

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