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Title: Adrift on an ice-pan
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Grenfell, Wilfred Thomason, Sir, 1865-1940
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Publisher: Boston, New York, Houghton Mifflin co.
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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th this I padded out my knick-ers inside, and my shirt as well,though it was a clumsy job, for Icould not see what I was doing. Now,getting my largest dog, Doc, as bigas a wolf and weighing ninety-twopounds, I made him lie down, so thatI could cuddle round him. I then( *9 ) ADRIFT ON AN ICE-PAN wrapped the three skins around me,arranging them so that I could lie onone edge, while the other came justover my shoulders and head. My own breath collecting insidethe newly flayed skin must have hada soporific effect, for I was soon fastasleep. One hand I had kept warmagainst the curled up dog, but theother, being gloveless, had frozen,and I suddenly awoke, shiveringenough, I thought, to break myfragile pan. What I took at first tobe the sun was just rising, but I soonfound it was the moon, and then Iknew it was about half-past twelve.The dog was having an excellenttime. He hadnt been cuddled sowarm all winter, and he resented mymoving with low growls till he foundit wasnt another dog. ( 3o )
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DOG ADRIFT ON AN ICE-PAN The wind was steadily drivingme now toward the open sea, and Icould expect, short of a miracle, no-thing but death out there. Some-how, one scarcely felt justified inpraying for a miracle. But we havelearned down here to pray for thingswe want, and, anyhow, just at thatmoment the miracle occurred. Thewind fell off suddenly, and came witha light air from the southward, andthen dropped stark calm. The icewas now all abroad, which I wassorry for, for there was a big safepan not twenty yards away from me.If I could have got on that, I mighthave killed my other dogs when thetime came, and with their coats Icould hope to hold out for two orthree days more, and with the foodand drink their bodies would offer ( 3i ) ADRIFT ON AN ICE-PAN me need not at least die of hungeror thirst. To tell the truth, they wereso big and strong I was half afraid totackle them with only a sheath-knifeon my small and unstable raft. But it was now freezing hard. Iknew the calm water betwee

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