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Updated: June 9, 2025
While Nazinred, under the influence of strong affection, was thus fighting with the unfamiliar difficulties and dangers of the polar sea, Cheenbuk and his Eskimo friends were enjoying life in what may be called their native element.
As he had expected, the surface of the snow had been drifted quite hard, so that he could dispense with snow-shoes altogether, and the four dogs found the sledge so light that they felt disposed now and then to run away with it; but Nazinred checked this propensity by holding on to the tail-line, thus acting as a drag.
A sharp look-out was kept for the smoke of wigwams, but nothing of the kind was seen on either side, and the end of the lake was finally reached without any sign of the presence of natives being observed. "No doubt Mozwa has forgotten, or it may be that he iss away to seek for his frund Nazinred among the Eskimos. No metter. We will camp here, whatever, for the night.
Although Nazinred was considerably altered by fatigue and suffering, the Eskimo entertained not the smallest doubt that he was the same Indian with whom he had once struggled on the banks of the Whale, or Greygoose, River.
"Of course bigger, for it's not likely they were all born at the same time," returned Mowat, with a grin. "What iss this man wantin', Tonal'? I can't make him out at all," asked MacSweenie. It was found that Nazinred had been pointing with eager pertinacity at something lying on one of the shelves which had caught his eye, but the name of which he did not know. "Oh!
"Yes. I know him well. He loves truth, and he will do what he says." "It is a long time till the open water comes. Will the young Eskimo's mind not change?" "Cheenbuk's mind will not change. He loves Adolay better than himself." Nazinred pondered this statement for some time in silence, caressing the sleek head of Attim as he did so.
"That is hard work," observed Nazinred to Cheenbuk, as they stood watching the cutting up and packing of their prize on the sledges, "and takes a long time." "Come, now, let my father show us what the the pass pass-gi spouter gun can do," said Cheenbuk, pointing to his sledge, which Anteek had got ready. "There are more walruses yonder."
"My father is tired, he will lie down on the sledge with a bearskin round him, while I take him to the igloes of my people. After that I will take him to Adolay." "Nazinred will not lie down. He is no longer tired, for his heart is glad."
"Good reason yes, the men-of-the-woods never act without good reason." "My father may be perplexed about reasons," continued the Eskimo, "but surely he will have no difficulty in finding his people, for are not the men-of-the-woods good at following up a trail?" "Truly you say what is true. It will be easy to find and follow the trail of a whole tribe," returned Nazinred, with a smile.
Nazinred, after taking a look at the weather, pondering, perchance, on the probabilities of the morrow, and throwing a fresh log on the fire, also wrapped his blanket round him and lost himself in slumber.
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