The Walrus Hunters: A Romance of the Realms of Ice
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Robert Michael Ballantyne. The Walrus Hunters: A Romance of the Realms of Ice
Chapter One. A Romance of the Ice-World. A Surprise, a Combat, and a Feed
Chapter Two. Waruskeek
Chapter Three. Peace or War—Which?
Chapter Four. War Prevails
Chapter Five. A Rencontre and Flight
Chapter Six. A Surprise, a Struggle, and a Capture
Chapter Seven. Flight and Misfortune
Chapter Eight. In the Hour of Need
Chapter Nine. Trying Moments and Perplexing Doubts
Chapter Ten. A Wild Chase and a Bad Failure
Chapter Eleven. Encamped on the Islet
Chapter Twelve. Home—Sweet Home—and Smoke, etcetera
Chapter Thirteen. Doings in Waruskeek
Chapter Fourteen. In the Wild-Woods Again
Chapter Fifteen. Wild Doings of the Fur-Traders and Red Men
Chapter Sixteen. Sorrows and Sins, and a Bold Adventure
Chapter Seventeen. Nazinred’s Journey over the Arctic Sea
Chapter Eighteen. A Surprise and a Catastrophe
Chapter Nineteen. The Eskimos again, and a Great Discovery and Rescue
Chapter Twenty. Strange Converse and Discoveries
Chapter Twenty One. Kick-Ball and an Important Meeting
Chapter Twenty Two. Tells of Hunting Extraordinary
Chapter Twenty Three. A Bear-Hunt and a Sad End
Chapter Twenty Four. The Traders at Work
Chapter Twenty Five. The Outpost, and Effect of a “Fuddle.”
Chapter Twenty Six. A Mysterious Journey and a Great Discovery
Chapter Twenty Seven. Interesting, Amusing, and Astounding Discoveries
Chapter Twenty Eight. The Ship Re-visited and Re-explored
Chapter Twenty Nine. Curiosity and Presumption followed by Catastrophe
Chapter Thirty. A Declaration, an Interruption, and a Great Fight
Chapter Thirty One. An Expedition and a Disappointment
Chapter Thirty Two. An Unexpected Meeting
Chapter Thirty Three. The Last
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Alas for the hopes and efforts of good men! At the very time that Cheenbuk and the Indian were expressing their detestation of war, elsewhere a young Eskimo was doing his best to bring about that unhappy and ruinous condition of things.
He was an unusually strong young Arctic swashbuckler, with considerably more muscle than brains, a restless spirit, and what may be styled a homicidal tendency. He was also tyrannical, like many men of that stamp, and belonged to the same tribe as Cheenbuk.
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He rose and entered the hut. The young man who followed him was not so much a handsome as a strapping fellow, with a quiet, sedate expression, and a manly look that rendered him attractive to most of his friends. Conversation, however, was not one of his strong points. He volunteered no remarks after seating himself opposite to Nootka, who handed him a walrus rib which she had just cooked over the oil lamp. Had Nootka been a civilised girl she might have been suspected of conveying a suggestion to the youth, for she was very fond of him, but, being an Eskimo of the Far North, she knew nothing about ribs or of Mother Eve. The young man however required no delicate suggestion, for he was equally fond of Nootka, and he endeavoured to show his feelings by a prolonged stare after he had accepted the food.
One is irresistibly impressed with the homogeneity of the human race when one observes the curious similarities of taste and habit which obtain alike in savage and civilised man. For a few moments this youth’s feelings were too much for him. He stared in admiration at the girl, apparently oblivious of the rib, and sighed profoundly. Then he suddenly recovered himself, appeared to forget the girl, and applied himself tooth and nail to the rib. Could anything be more natural—even in a European prince?
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