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that the snow wont lay and it piles
up over the land ice like haystacks.
I pity them that's out on the floe.
He thought poor fellow of the companions
whose selfish fears had made them
abandon their trust, and in whose
ranks he came so near being. I was
thinking of Goodfellow our one child
never able to take care of himself and
now perhaps a second time adrift
among the hills.

So they eat on telling their stories
and I listening and questioning
— for we have no formal reports now —
and from McGeary I gathered this.

He and Morton had sledged
along the ice food completely around
"the reach" and made "the Huts" by ten o'clo
that night. The natives were three in
number, Otuniah & [his son] the
elfish Myosu, the third unknown
a stranger. Myosu who had been
a prisoner for stealing and at this
moment was an escaped hostages, held
in pawn for a certain amount of walrus
beef by way of indemnity for the destroyed
boat, feared greatly lest
they had come after him. When however
he found by McGearys expressive pantomime
that he was a simple visitor, and
as such a claimant for the same hospitali-
=ty which we had so often extended to them
the entire character of the savage seemed
to undergo a change he appeared in
a new aspect, a different & hardly recognizable
phase of the same brutal thief Myosu.

Morton and McGeary, although