"I find it difficult to beat up recruits," answered Fred, laughing; "Peter Grim has flatly refused to act, and O'Riley says he could no more learn a part off by heart than--" "His grandmother's pig could," interrupted David Mizzle, who, having concluded supper, now felt himself free to indulge in conversation. "Och! ye spalpeen," whispered the Irishman. "I have written out the half of a play which I hope to produce in a few days on the boards of our Arctic theatre with a talented company, but I must have one or two more men--one to act the part of a lady. Will you take that part, Buzzby?" "Wot! _me_?" cried the individual referred to with a stare of amazement. "Oh yes! _do_, Buzzby," cried several of the men with great delight. "You're just cut out for it." "Blue eyes," said one. "Fair hair," cried another. "And plump," said a third. "Wid cheeks like the hide of a walrus," cried O'Riley; "but, sure, it won't show wid a veil on." "Come, now, you won't refuse." But Buzzby did refuse; not, however, so determinedly but that he was induced at last to allow his name to be entered in Fred's note-book as a supernumerary. "Hark!" cried the captain; "surely the dogs must have smelt a bear." There was instantly a dead silence in the cabin, and a long, loud wail from the dogs was heard outside. "It's not like their usual cry when game is near," said the second mate. "Hand me my rifle, Mivins," said the captain, springing up and pulling forward the hood of his jumper, as he hurried on deck followed by the crew. It was a bright, still, frosty night, and the air felt intensely sharp, as if needles were pricking the skin, while the men's breath issued from their lips in white clouds and settled in hoar-frost on the edges of their hoods. The dogs were seen galloping about the ice-hummocks as if in agitation, darting off to a considerable distance at times, and returning with low whines to the ship. "It is very strange," remarked the captain. "Jump down on the ice, boys, and search for footprints. Extend as far as Store Island, and see that all is right there." In a few seconds the men scattered themselves right and left, and were lost in the gloom, while the vessel was left in charge of Mivins and four men. A strict search was made in all directions, but no traces of animals could be found; the stores on the island were found undisturbed; and gradually the dogs ceased their agitated gyrations, and seemed inclined to resume their slumbers on the ice. Seeing this, and supposing that they were merely restless, Captain Guy recalled his men, and not long after every man in the cabin of the _Dolphin_ was buried in profound slumber. CHAPTER XV. _Strangers appear on the scene--The Esquimaux are hospitably entertained by the sailors--A spirited, traffic--Thieving propensities and summary justice._