Vers le nord au grand ice : un récit de vie et de travail le long des rives et à l'intérieur de la banquise du Groenland du nord dans les années 1886 et 1891-1897, avec une description de la petite tribu de Smith Sound les Esquimaux, le plus au nord de l'être humain dans le monde, et d'un compte de la découverte et de la ramener à la maison de l'Saviksue ou grande Cape York météorites . Chaque rocher CASED DANS LA GLACE. Jour rouler le long du sud de la banquise. Puis nous turnedto notre thé chaud, et l'achèvement des travaux de dig-ging nos impedimenta. Dès que j'ai finishedmy plateau, je suis passé moi-même de mon sac à ma

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Northward over the great ice : a narrative of life and work along the shores and upon the interior ice-cap of northern Greenland in the years 1886 and 1891-1897, with a description of the little tribe of Smith Sound Eskimos, the most northerly human beings in the world, and an account of the discovery and bringing home of the Saviksue or great Cape York meteorites . EVERY BOULDER CASED IN ICE. Day roll along the southern ice-cap. Then we turnedto our hot tea, and the completion of the work of dig-ging out our impedimenta. As soon as I had finishedmy tea, I transferred myself from my bag to my trav-elling suit. The reader may imagine the pleasure ofthis performance. My dressing-room was the InlandIce, with the wind blowing and the thermometerstanding at 3° above zero. In this airy and expansive I Imprisoned on the Ice-Cap 21 I dressing-room, I had the fehcity of emerging from mysleeping-bag, clad only in an undershirt, and pullingon a frozen pair of drawers and socks, a fur coat andtrousers, which were driven full of snow, inside andout, and a pair of kamiks, which had to be graduallythawed as I forced them upon my feet. Still I didnot feel the cold very much, probably because havingbeen perfectly warm in my bag all the time, I got out. JOSEPHINE HEADLAND SWIMMING IN PURPLE LIGHT. of it in a glow of animal heat, and with sufficient re-serve of strength and warmth to carry me throughthe ordeal. When once the fur garments are on, the sensationof warmth is instantaneous. As far as my own ob-servation pfoes with reindeer- or doa;skin outer cloth-ing, no matter how wet the underclothing or inside ofthe fur clothing may be, the wearer does not, evenwhile motionless, feel the cold or wind in any ordinarytemperature of not lower than -25° F. to -30° F. 212 Northward over the Great Ice The work of excavation completed, we tied up ourpacks and started for the house by way of One-MileValley. The snow was so firm that it easily supportedme with a forty-pound pack on my back.

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