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 despite the scarcity of the minutes, we dragged ourselves to each and sorrowfully shook a paw in parting. As we gazed back from the sealer we saw them sitting in a row, the centre still holding the ball, and we watched them until their huge, white coats melted slowly into the drifting veil of snow.

"In another week we were back again, but could find no bruins.

"But up there somewhere in the eternal cold is a fraction of Alaska's first eleven, ready to face all comers. I often see them in my mind's eye stanchly standing off a gang of natives; and although their old trainer's voice will direct their plays no more, I can see them pegging down with ponderous energy the championship of the Arctic Circle. And do you know, sir, I've often wondered if in their wanderings they affectionately tote about that absurd wad of deer-skin; and if, on pleasant days, they indulge in a little quiet practice in memoriam of their first coach. At least, I know they are loyal to one another, and mayhap to-night are forming up for the last game. And if, perchance, only one of the rugged quintet remains, I have no doubt but he will go down gamely, with only a few yards to gain.