L A N D OF f niDNIGdTS’UN When 1 ratumed aboard th’ achoouar from my first trip ashora. up I d th’ Arctic ice-flelda, and told th* skip­ per about th’ maslodon I had seen frozen in th’ ice, he was bound to go ashore to see It. So, next mornin’« we struck out over th’ ice and snow. To save time, I took a short cut, which brought uh to th’ cava where th* polar bear had chased ma th’ day before. Th’ skipper said ha was goin’ Into th’ cave to nee if th’ bear was Mill there. I told him he’d likely get in­ to trouble, but in he went. Nothin’ happen' d for a lit­ tle while, and I was just thlnkin* t h a t e v e ry th in g was o. k., when zam! bang I whang! var - r • r -1, and out of th' cava shot th’ skip­ per, some of th' hind part of his pnnta gone and yellin' lik e a Liverpool packet rat in a mutiny. And right aft­ er him was that big bear, lookin’ nicaner'n a Nova Scotia bucko-mate. I whanged away at th’ bear, missed, and knocked th’ skipper's cap off. Th’ skipper readied a high Ice- cake before th' bear, and wus pullin' his feet up sv.ny from th’ old boy’s pawrf} when I whanged away again and k a a c k e d Mr Bear over. Well s’r, when th’ skipper slid down from th’ iceberg he was madder'n a tom-cat with a knot in his tail ’cause I hud splattered his best cap full of holes when 1 took th’ first shot at th’ bear. After we’d had a look at th' mastodon wa went back ulxiard th’ schooner In th* fo’c’stle all hands roared when I told them how I’d pennered th’ skipper's cap i ’ll bat he'd have triced ma up by th’ thumbs if ha’d heard ma tailin’ about it IT -s W O R T H M O H TH 5 PA T ~ O As TW A HO I HVT H\5> e A F K ^ T y > wot a r u d d y o e w m ts , **— ( H U K ? » ^ o*ioo oJAH H A FIGHT? £ > o n e .’ EASV PicwiM G. m e c a s t o f f H(S c o a t -to F iG K T - H e c u o XToNES, A CAST CFF C O A T ,---- C O tfS ACROSS . HERE'S A "D o l u A /I \NHERE ARE rs ; I I YH£y'i.L Q £ HE<2E / a / /A M in u t e - -