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that the poor old woman seemed to be growing sleepy
over her joys.

“Have you seen Dumps or Poker anywhere?” in-
quired Fred.

Meetuck nodded, and pointed to a corner, where,
comfortably rolled up on a mound of dry moss, lay
Dumps; Poker, as usual, making use of him as a
pillow.

“Thems is go bed,” said Meetuck.

“‘Thems must get up then and come aboard,” cried
Fred, whistling.

At first the dogs, being sleepy, seemed indisposed to
move ; but at last they consented, and following Fred
to the beach, were soon conveyed aboard the ship.

Next day Captain Guy and his men bade Meetuck
and the kind, hospitable people of Upernavik fare-
well, and spreading their canvas to a fair breeze, set
sail for England.