"Don't let 'em get away from us.
Ready! Forward, march!" We turned to go down to the _oomiak_, and had proceeded a few steps, when some of the savages about the huts suddenly shouted "_Ka-ka, ka-ka!_" In an instant their dogs, which had been growling and prowling about all the time, rushed after us, barking madly.

Guard was a little behind us.

They set upon him like hungry wolves.

Such a barking and snarling! Kit and Wade, who formed the rear-guard, ran to the rescue.

Wade laid on them with the butt of his musket; while Kit, with his bayonet, gave several of the gaunt, wolfish curs thrusts which speedily changed their growls to yelps of agony.