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“T’ men thought us would never reach land, for t’ ice made so fast on t’ punt and oars, and us were carried well outside t’ bill while I was getting Uncle Johnnie. When we did at last make t’ standing ice edge, it would have been t’ end again if Marie hadn’t been clever enough to go and rouse out t’ boys, and come with them right to t’ very edge of t’ ice looking for us. And she hadn’t forgotten some hot stuff nor a blanket neither. She told us afterwards that she saw Uncle Johnnie perishing of cold away out off t’ cape before she left t’ cottage, just as clear as she did when t’ boys hauled us out of t’ punt.

“Uncle Johnnie pulled round in a day or so, but I pulled round early next morning, and those two days gave me t’ first chance I’d had to get to windward of t’ old man, and have Marie for an hour or two by herself.

“T’ business soon blew over, as I knew it would, and what’s more, Uncle Johnnie were no more for letting any one get Marie away from him than he’d been afore. Indeed, it seemed to me that it made him cling closer to she than ever; and I got real down-hearted when it come time to fit out t’ Saucy Lass for North Labrador once more.

“Lucky for me, I’d made t’ most of my time when Uncle Johnnie were ill, and talked many times to Marie about how her father might get young again if he could go where he could forget the old scenes. So when we had had t’ schooner painted up and launched, and t’ sails bent and began getting firewood and things aboard, I got her to talk to he about coming along with we.

“I’ve often noticed how t’ very things you thought t’ last on earth to happen come about just as easy as falling off a log. When I went over next morning to pretend to say good-bye, Marie whispered in my ear, ‘He really wants to go. He only wants asking’–and before night we had it all arranged. We was to fix up t’ hold for him and Marie, and they’d come along and make a new home alongside us at Bumble-Bee Bight.

“I won’t trouble you with t’ story of t’ voyage down, only to say that we found that two could play better than one at hide-and-seek. When at last we anchored off t’ river mouth, Uncle Johnnie was fair delighted. Nothing would satisfy him but he must choose a spot for his new house right away. But meanwhile t’ cargo had to be stored in t’ ‘Hive’ out o’ t’ weather. Uncle Johnnie was always extra careful about his things and wouldn’t allow no one but he to handle ’em. So Marie went up to get a fire and tidy up, while t’ old man handed t’ things up to we. For my part I found that I had to stay up at t’ ‘Hive’ and help arrange t’ goods as they came along; and, ‘lowing it might be t’ last chance, for we’d be into t’ fishery straight away, I up and asked Marie if it wouldn’t be as well not to build another house after all. All I wanted was her to share t’ house we’d built already; and Uncle Johnnie would be less lonesome than he’d ever been since his accident, because instead of losing one, he’d be getting two. I’m not telling you all what was said; as I’d told t’ boys not to hurry with t’ unloading, and Uncle Johnnie didn’t get ashore till real late. By that time it was all fixed up, but nothing was to be said till the house was ready next night.

“When us come in together hand in hand that evening, Uncle Johnnie had started his pipe after tea. He guessed right away something was up, but maybe he had guessed something before. All he said was, ‘Well, Ned, all my bridges is burnt behind me, as you know, anyhow, and if it hadn’t been for you, there’d be no need of asking any one for Marie, for I’d have been gone. So I can’t well say no; and she might go farther and fare worse for sure. So I’ll just leave it to Marie herself, and if she says so, so it shall be.’

“And that’s all there is to tell about it. Sure people often wonders how others came to live ‘way down on these lonesome shores. But Marquette Islands have given me fish and fur and good life, with ne’er a cent owing to any man, and there’s four fine youngsters to help out when we can no longer fend for ourselves.”

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[1] Seals.