Household Words, No. 11, June 8, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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Household Words, No. 11, June 8, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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We looked round. Every vestige of Blungle was invisible, except his
head, and that was seen just above the ice, his body being immersed in
water. He had ventured too far, and the ice had given way with him.
Mirth instantly was changed to the acutest apprehension. In that part,
the ice was so weak, that he might have broken it by pressing his arms
against it. But this he could not do; for although his toes touched
ground, he happened to be standing on the tail of a small bank, off
which the water rapidly deepened in one direction. For a moment or two
we were perplexed what to do, when it occurred to us that we might turn
the hand sleigh to account. Having tied the three chisels with their
long handles, firmly together, we tied the long pole thus furnished, to
the sleigh, and pushed it towards him; Perroque putting a large piece of
pork upon the sleigh, that he might bite at it. He hesitated for some
time to relinquish his secure foothold; but at length, seeing that it
was his only chance, and being terrified by a great fish which came up
and stared him hungrily in the face, he seized the sleigh, which we then
pulled towards us, and got safely to land. It crushed and broke the weak
ice, but rose upon that which was stronger, dragging Blungle with it.
For some time he lay where we landed him, and would soon have been as
stiff as the fish, had we not raised him to his feet, when he
immediately started for the house. We followed him as soon as we could,
dragging our tackle, implements, and spoils along with us, and were not
long in overtaking him; for before he had got half-way down the lake,
his clothes had become quite stiff, and he looked like a man in a
cracked glass case. On reaching the house, it was with difficulty we
undressed him and put him to bed; when by dint of warmth without, and
brandy administered within, we gradually thawed him. He did not
afterwards join our fishing; but confined himself to improving his skill
in skating in the centre of the lake.
We remained altogether four days, by which time we had caught as many
fish as we had room for in our sleigh. We then bade adieu to our kind
host and his family, and after a pleasant journey, arrived towards the
evening of the second day, at Quebec. The fish, which were still frozen
and in excellent condition, we distributed in presents to our friends.
A WISH.
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