The big chief at first showed a disposition to resent this unceremonious treatment, but before he could move Grim seized his elbows in his iron grasp, and tied them adroitly together behind his back with a cord.

At the same time poor Aninga and her baby were swiftly transferred to the sailors' sledge.
Seeing this, the whole band of natives turned back and rushed in a body to the rescue, flourishing their lances and yelling fiercely.
"Form line!" shouted the captain, handing Awatok and Aninga over to the care of O'Riley.

"Three of you on the right fire over their heads, and let the rest reserve their fire.

I will kill one of their dogs, for it won't do to let them fancy that nothing but noise comes out of our muskets.

Ready--present!" A rattling volley followed, and at the same moment one of the dogs fell with a death-yell on the ice, and dyed it with its blood.
"Forward!" shouted the captain.
The men advanced in a body at a smart run; but the terrified Esquimaux, who had never heard the report of fire-arms before, did not wait for them.