"N 128 East Maguette. At a third time Orleis joined in, Judge traces in the snow whispering "Tè-shing-wah!" (now) meaning that the tracks were fresh. Our dogs just threw noses to the bird and away they went from ice berg to ice berg for all the world like a spinning man calling at cures clapping at every one for cheers. We reached land, followed the ice foot for a long distance, walled through water and soft snow, then for more again as we hailed at a real cote at the edge I saw Orleis grabbed the glass. Before he did so I could see about a mile away a yellowish cloud which I thought might be a bear but was not sure so said nothing. Yes, there he