TAKING AN INVENTORY.—SETTING UP THE STOVE.
Peter was already picking a dead goose, and Regnar and Waring were about to follow his example, when La Salle interposed.
"Let us skin the birds, for it may be that we shall be unable to land for several days, and if so, we shall need all the covering we can get, for this thaw is sure to be followed by a severe frost or two."
"Sposum tide turn, ice lun down to capes, then get ashore," said Peter, confidently.
La Salle drew out his watch.
"It was high tide at four o'clock, and it is now nearly seven. Peter, just climb to the top of the berg, and see how we drift."
Peter dropped his half-picked bird, ascended with eager agility, lined another projection of the floe with some object on the New Brunswick shore, seemed puzzled, looked more carefully, and then slowly descended, apparently sad and disheartened.
"Well, Peter, how is it?" said La Salle, cheerfully.