Landing, we drew up our boat between two large rocks, and went along to where the _oomiak_ lay.
"What a great scow of a craft it is!" exclaimed Weymouth.
"Not less than thirty-five or forty feet long," Raed remarked.
"Seven feet wide, certain," said Wade.
"That's walrus-hide that it is covered with, I think," said Kit; "four or five hides sewed together.

We might have our two sewed together for a tent." "We'll have them do it for us after we've got our _dynasty_ established," said Wade.
"Forward, now!" cried Kit.
We followed their trail up from their canoes; and, after crossing several ledgy ridges, at length espied their encampment, distant about half a mile from the water.

It was in a hollow, surrounded by crags and rocks.

The place had probably been chosen on account of its sheltered situation.

It was doubtless an old haunt of theirs.
"Now form in line, boys," Kit requested, "and move on steadily!" We did so, Guard walking soberly behind us.