But nothing could induce Kernel Cob to believe this, "For," said he, "I won't believe anything more about the world as long as I live."
And after a few days they came to a place where the ice was broken, and they had to cross by floating on huge cakes of ice, which was very exciting.
They were crossing on one of these once, and Kernel Cob and Sweetclover had gone across with Speed, when the cake of ice on which they were waiting for Jackie Tar, split suddenly, and Jackie Tar was left behind on a small piece.
In vain they tried to catch him and slowly but surely he began to drift away from them farther and farther, and all they could do was to watch him fade out of sight.
"Oh," cried Sweetclover, "we shall never see him again.
"Will he be killed?"
"I don't know," said Speed. "He's got a good chance of being picked up by a vessel, if he ever floats down south far enough."
"Oh, I hope so," cried Sweetclover, "for he is such a brave sailor and was so good to us."
And after Kernel Cob and Sweetclover had said a prayer to the fairies to take good care of Jackie Tar, they drove away in their sled and at length came to the Yukon.
