There was nothing for us to do but wait as patiently as we could for the tide to ebb and rise again till the boat should float once more, - a matter of six or seven hours. Enook Eskimo, Inuk by name, was just establishing himself at Kiatak as a teacher missionary of the Lutheran church and had only recently finished and moved into his winter igloo or stone and turf house. He was rather ahead of the other natives in going into winter quarters, they being still in their summer tupics or skin tents. Peter and I went up to call on the missionary and his wife and I had my first experience of the inside of a Northwest Greenland igloo. The woman regaled us with some