A glittering object kept appearing and disappearing on the water, but it was only a small piece of ice sparkling in the sun as it rose on the surface. I think that the rocking of my cradle up and down on the waves had helped me to sleep, for I felt as well as ever I did in my life; and with the hope of a long sunny day, I felt sure I was good to last another twenty-four hours,—if my boat would hold out and not rot under the sun’s rays.
Each time I sat down to rest, my big dog “Doc” came and kissed my face and then walked to the edge of the ice-pan, returning again to where I was huddled up, as if to say, “Why don’t you come along? Surely it is time to start.” The other dogs also were now moving about very restlessly, occasionally trying to satisfy
