or miles, if there had been any
one to hear it.

The end of the glacier, or ice river, had broken off and fallen down
into the water! It had made an iceberg!

The splash was so great that in a moment the waves it made reached the
boats. The boats rocked up and down on the water and bounced about like
corks.

The twins and Koko thought this was great fun, but the Angakok didn't
like it a bit. One wave splashed over him, and some of the water went
down his neck.

All the grown people knew that if they hadn't rowed quickly away from
shore when Kesshoo called they might have been upset and drowned.

IV.

When the waves made by the iceberg had calmed down again, Kesshoo
paddled round among the boats.

He said, "I think we'd better land about a mile above here. There's a
stream there, and perhaps we can get some salmon for our dinner."

He led the way in his kyak, and all the other boats followed. They kept
out of the path of the iceberg, which had already floated some distance
from the shore, and it was not long before they came to a little inlet.

Kesshoo paddled into it and up to the very end of it, where a beautiful
stream of clear water came dashing down over the rocks into the sea.

The hills sloped suddenly down to the shore. The sun shone brightly on
the green slopes, and the high cliffs behind shut off the cold north
winds. It was a little piece of summer set right down in the valley.

"Oh, how beautiful!" everybody cried.

The boats were soon drawn up on the beach, the women and children
tumbled out, and then began preparations for dinner.

The women got out their cooking pots, and Koolee set to work to make a
fireplace out of three stones.

They had blubber and moss with them, but how could they get a fire?
They had no matches. They had never even heard of a match.

The Angakok sat down on the beach. He had some little pieces of dry
driftwood and some dried moss.

He held one end of a piece of driftwood in a sort of handle which he
pressed against his lips. The other end was in a hollow spot in another
piece of wood.

The Angakok rolled one driftwood stick round and round in the hollow
spot of the other. He did this by means of a bow which he pulled from
one side to the other. This made the stick whirl first one way, then
back again. Soon a little smoke came curling up round the stick.

Koolee dropped some dried moss on the smoking spot. Suddenly there was
a little blaze!

She fed the lit