The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-03-07

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dogs The Greenland canine is the
best slcdgn animal in the world. and
as OURS were a cross between the ma
tive pup and the majestic Dane, we
felt quite proud Of our outfit. The
west coast strip, you know, is free
from permanent ice and snow and
varies from 100 to 60 miles In width.
lowland and avoid ;he Interior where
the iceman could quarry from 1000
, feet to a mile before reaching real
soil. That's what ] call ice.
The travel was pleasant and exhil-
arating, and Tib was all enthusiasm
III can pinch bevy of these slightly
wags shall form them into brass
band. my child. Only think of the
effect down in Utica!' he remarked
one night when we were near the in.
terror limit Of the coast strip and were
lying in our tent, smoking.
Our henchmen were mlld.man.
nered people, entirely unit for rail
road work because OF their penchant
to absorb all the fat and oil in sight
| And they were abominably given to
song. They kept us awake two hours,
chanting sagas, all In one key. At last
they let up, and we sank to rest as
softly as two babes In the woods.
THE next thing knew Tib was
| digging his honest knuckles into my
sides and murmuring: And there we
| saw the giants, the sons of Anak; and
we were In our own sight as grasshop.
pers.'
II awoke to behold the sun--and
then about score of the biggest men
! ever saw. thought at first must
| be romancing in some spectacular
dream. AS lay on my skin couch
! they looked to be between eight and
nine feet tall, while the leader was
equal to three Of the Broadway squad
spliced together. In color and build
they resembled our North American
Indians, and were armed with whale.
bone bows and lvory-tipped spears Of
unnecessary length. After having
feasted our eyes on the amiable, squat
| faces OF the lnnuits, they looked aw-
fully fierce and unwholesome.
It's not dream! We've found
'em! cried. staggering to my feet.
It's no dream groaned Tib; only
they've found us. ] wish, Billy, you
were snugly eating ice cream in the
| States
zone glance revealed the situation.
All OF our Innuits, except the brave.
hearted and badly scared interpreter.
! had scented trouble in the night, and
| for fear Of hurting our feelings had
/ silently indulged In caitiff flight. The
| sons OF Anak had evidently given no
pursuit. being content with their two
! souvenirs from the States.
"Tib then regained his nerve, and
strengthening up his rotund form asked
Emma, the interpreter, II he was
heavy enough to flirt with the stran.
gers patois. We called him Emma as
II was impossible to climb over the
bristling hedge of consonants in his
| real name. He shivered and said he
could nibble away at the edges and
| complete the job by the sign Ian.
guage. as he had met several OF them
on the coast.
Tell en- commanded Tib stoutly,
that ] have come to take some of
them home with me. but that they
shall all be returned here In good con.
dition, and that ! will give each man
who goes with me a whale
Emma drew in long breath and
tried to break into their lingo. no.
ticed he eschewed the polysynthetic
CAB of his own tribe and rippled along
with flow Of velvet vowels that
sounded like subway construction
, gang during the noon hour
Then for the first time the tallest
stepladder gave a hearty Vow! and
began rapid fire back. felt chilly
as | saw the sweat stream from En-.
mas face and heard him give q few
mournfnl hoots. indicative of great
sorrow.
"Wjll they come, EN-? asked III.
berius eagerly.
No come groaned Emma. Say
white men be killed to Black Dog
Shamnn.'
Kindly phone me what that all
MEANS | begged
1T means, my boy explained Tib,
sadly, that these uncouth gentlemen