By Eskimo Dog-Sled and Kayak

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. The beginning of this book is in the cabin of a small steamer somewhere on the North Atlantic Ocean. To be a little more exact, the ship was the Harmony, belonging to the Moravian Missions, of London, and we were on our way to the coast of Labrador. It was in the month of October, in the year 1903; and if you have been upon the Atlantic in October, even in a great liner, you will know something about the roughness of the sea. But the plucky little ship plunged her nose into the waves, and shook her sturdy shoulders like a dog, and rolled along in the teeth of the winds that seemed always to be howling.