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 2l6 THE FUR COUNTRY. for about four miles they did not suffer half as much as they expected to. But when they reached the southern skirts of the wood, where the hills disappeared, and there were neither trees nor rising ground, the wind swept along with awful force, and involuntarily they paused for a moment. They were still six miles from Cape Michael. " We are going to have a bad time of it," shouted Lieutenant Hobson in the Sergeant's ear. " Yes, the wind and rain will conspire to give us a good beating,** answered Long. " I am afraid that now and then we shall have hail as well," added Hobson. " It won't be as deadly as grape-shot," replied Long coolly, "and we have both been through that, and so forwards ! " " Forwards, my brave comrade ! " Tt was then ten o'clock. The twilight was fading away, dying as il drowned in the mists or quenched by the wind and the rain. There was still, however, some light, and the Lieutenant struck his flint, and consulted his compass, passing a piece of burning touchwood over it, and then, drawing his cloak more closely around him, he plunged after the Sergeant across the unprotected plain. At the first step, both were flung violently to the ground, but they managed to scramble up, and clinging to each other with their backs bent like two old crippled peasants, they struck into a kind of ambling trot. There was a kind of awful grandeur in the storm to which neither was insensible. Jagged masses of mist and ragged rain- clouds swept along the ground. The loose earth and sand were whirled into the air and flung down again like grape-shot, and the lips of Hobson and his companion were wet with salt spray, although the sea was two or three miles distant at least. / During the rare brief pauses in the gale, they stopped and took breath, whilst the Lieutenant ascertained their position as accurately as possible. The tempest increased as the night advanced, the air and water seemed to be absolutely confounded together, and low down on the horizon was formed one of those fearful waterspouts which can overthrow houses, tear up forests, and which the vessels whose safety they threaten attack with artillery. It really seemed as if