Chapter 12 No.12

A dangerous sleep interrupted-A night in a snow-hut, and an unpleasant visitor-Snowed up.

"Now, then," cried Fred, as they drew up on a level portion of the ice-floe, where the snow on its surface was so hard that the runners of the sledge scarce made an impression on it, "let us to work, lads, and get the tarpaulins spread. We shall have to sle