most part, gratified his love of music and sought to
comfort us both by softly singing in his sympathetic tenor voice the
grand old hymns of the church. "Lead Kindly Light" and "Nearer My God
to Thee" were his favourites, and every syllable was enunciated clearly
and distinctly.

But he was mistaken in thinking that I, too, was to die. Soon there
was an improvement noticeable in the condition of both of my feet, and
gradually they grew better.

"It's truly a miracle that the Lord is working," said the doctor. "You
were beyond human aid. I've prayed from the bottom of my heart that
you'd get well. I've prayed a dozen times a day, and now the prayer is
answered. It's the only one of my prayers," he added sadly, "that has
been answered since I have been in Labrador."

During January and February the cold was terrific. The spirit
thermometer at the camp was scaled down to 64 degrees below zero, and
on several days the spirit disappeared below the scale mark before 8
o'clock in the evening. For a week the temperature never, even at
midday, rose above 40 below. The old natives of the bay said there
never had been such a winter before. Not a man in the camp escaped
without a frozen nose and the cheeks and chins of all of them were
black from being nipped by the frost. Bently declared that he froze
his nose in bed, and Mrs. Bently bore witness to the truth of the
statement. But Bently's nose was frosted on an average of once a day.

Nearly all of this time I lay at the lumber camp worrying about
Hubbard's body. One day late in January, when I had been hoping that
the body had been safely brought out, Mackenzie and George arrived from
Northwest River with the news that the storms had been so continuous it
had not been deemed wise to attempt the journey inland. I wished to be
removed at once to the post, thinking that my presence there might
hasten matters, but Dr. Hardy said there would be no use of having two
dead men, and I was forced to be content with promises that the
expedition would get under way as soon as possible.

Early in February the doctor said I might try my feet on the floor.
The result was the discovery that my knees would not bear me, and that
I should have to learn to walk all over again. Recovering the use of my
legs was a tedious job, and it was not until February 29th that I was
able to return to Northwest River. After leaving Kenemish I never saw
the unfortunate young doctor again; for he