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termed the crew of the Dolphin, although some of the
said crew were, from exposure, only a few shades
lighter than themselves.

Captain Guy was busily engaged with Fred Ellice
and Tom Singleton in measuring and registering the
state of the tide, when this riotous band turned the
point of the ice-belt to the northward, and came
suddenly into view.

“Jump down below, Fred, and fetch my rifle and
sword; there are the natives!” cried the captain, seizing
his telescope.—‘ Call all hands, Mivins, and let them
arm; look alive!”

“All ’ands, ahoy!” shouted the steward, looking
down the hatchway; “tumble up there, tumble up,
‘ere come the Heskimows. Bring your harms with
ye. Look alive

“Ay, ay!” shouted the men from below, and in a
few minutes they crowded up the hatchway, pulling
up their hoods and hauling on their mittens, for it
was intensely cold.

“Why, captain, there are some of our men with
them,” exclaimed Tom Singleton, as he looked through
his pocket-glass at them.

“So there are-—I see Buzzby and Grim. Come,
that’s fortunate, for they must have made friends
with them, which it is not always easy to do. Hide

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your muskets, men, but keep on your cutlasses ; it’s
as well to be prepared, though I don’t expect to find
those people troublesome. Is the soup in the coppers,
David Mizzle 2”