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to sleep on Store Island. A warm kennel had been
erected for them there, partly in order that the ship
might be kept more thoroughly clean, and partly that
the dogs might act as a guard over the stores, in case
bears or wolves should take a fancy to examine them.
But nothing would induce the poor animals to keep
away from the ship and remain beyond the sound of
human voices. They deserted their comfortable abode
with one consent the first time they were sent to it,
preferring to spend the night by the side of the ship
upon the bare snow. Coaxing them was of no use.
O’Riley tried it in vain.

“Ah! then,” said he to Dumps with a wheedling
air and expression of intense affection that would have
taken by storm the heart of any civilized dog, “ won't
ye come now an’ lay in yer own kennel? Sure it’s
a beautiful wan, an’ as warm as the heart of an ice-
berg. Doo come now, avic, an’ Pll show ye the way.”

But Dumps’s heart was marble; he wouldn’t budge. -
By means of a piece of walrus, however, he was at
length induced to go with the Irishman to the kennel,
and was followed by the entire pack. Here O’Riley
endeavoured to make them comfortable, and prevailed
on them to lie down and go to sleep; but whenever
he attempted to leave them, they were up and at his
heels in a moment.

“Och! but ye’re too fond o’ me intirely. Doo lie
down agin, and I'll sing ye a ditty!”

True to his word, O’Riley sat down by the dog-
kennel, and gave vent to a howl which his “owld