Taking one thing with another, I think I must have been very comfortable at the North Pole--if I had only known it.

Another man in my place might be inclined to say that this Newfoundland boat-house was rather a sloppy, slimy, draughty, fishy sort of a habitation to take shelter in.

Another man might object to perpetual Newfoundland fogs, perpetual Newfoundland cod-fish, and perpetual Newfoundland dogs.

We had some very nice bears at the North Pole.

Never mind! it's all one to me--_I_ don't grumble." "Have you done cording that box ?" This time the voice is a voice of authority--the man at the doorway is Lieutenant Crayford himself.