Identifier: arcticboatjourne02haye (find matches)
Title: An Arctic boat journey, in the autumn of 1854
Year: 1871 (1870s)
Authors: Hayes, I. I. (Isaac Israel), 1832-1881
Subjects: Grinnell Expedition 1853-1855)
Publisher: Boston, J. R. Osgood and company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ed, and our search wasmost diligent. The animals being purely white,with only a few black hairs on the tips of theirears, could not be easily detected. They frequentthe rocky places where they find shelter, and comedown to the plain to feed on grass, moss, aad lichen,which they dig up from beneath the snow. Wehunted around and around the rocks at the baseof the cliffs, where it seemed most probable thathares would be found, but to no purpose ; we couldnever start one. The foxes (both the blue and whitevarieties) were repeatedly seen ; but they were verytimid, and could not be approached within a shorterrange than two or three hundred yards. On oneoccasioa Mr. Bonsall and myself had a tedious runfor fully three hours after one, without success.Each of us had a gun, and we tried every art andstratagem. The little fellow was seen one momentfar up the hill-side, seated upon a rock; and beingthence pursued, he would leap down, and clamber-ing around the face of the hill, would be next seen
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A #4» FOX HUNTING. 179 on the plain; where, again pursued, he would play-fully circle about us, as if the subject of slaughter-ing him was to us not the most serious businessin the world. Bonsall hid behind a rock while Ichased; and again I hid and Bonsall chased; but,although several times the secreted party seemed tobe directly in the foxs path, yet he always turned atthe proper moment to insure the safety of his neck,trotting gracefully away, snuffing the air, — the pret-tiest and most provoking of living creatures. Hewas about the size of a domestic cat, round andplump, white as the snow, with a long, pointednose, and a long, trailing, bushy tail, which seemedto be his especial pride. It was quite evident thathe was amusing himself; and he appeared to beconscious that he was doing it at our expense. Herolled and tossed himself about among the loosedrift, now springing into the air, now boundingaway, now stopping short, cocking his head to oneside and elevating one foot, as if l

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