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Identifier: stnicholasserial4721dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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very human instinctrevolted against the arrogance of this one. In a flash his rifle was at his shoulder.There was a shout of warning from Saanak,but Joe heeded it not. Aiming carefully atthe black fore shoulder, he pulled the trigger.The next instant what seemed an avalancheof fierce flesh rushed down upon the bidarka.Saanak dropped his paddle and seized a har-poon in each hand. As the monster rushedinto range, he buried first one and then theother deep into the black, vibrant back. Sofar as stopping the rush of the killer, theymight as well have been knitting needles.With his eyes gleaming like blue fire, theNorselander seized a lance, prepared to diefighting. Joe fired two more shots. Onebullet struck within the gaping, steel-linedjaws and exploded harmlessly. The otherlanded lower down and burst well within thesheathed bones of the neck. Although bloodspouted from the wound, it did not slack therush of the killer in the least. Another sec-ond, and it seemed as if the black torpedo-
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818 HOMEWARD BOUND (July, like head would crash through the flimsy sideof the bidarka. Just as Saanak stabbed desperately at theopen jaws, the orca shot up to the surface ofthe water and hung there, struggling. It hadgrounded on the concealed reef of rough icewhich stretched up to within a few inches ofthat surface and back of which Saanak hadplaced the bidarka. For an instant the black-and-white body hung, not two yards from theboat, struggling and lashing with all its fiercelength in order to win the deeper water be-yond. Slowly the grim form slid forward andSaanak plunged his stabbing-lance again andagain into the mottled hide, but the killer onlyredoubled its efforts to reach the bidarka.Little by little the vast body wormed its wayacross the rough ice until it seemed as if onemore plunge would send it into the deeperwater beyond, where the bidarka lay. Twoseconds more would decide. Saanak stabbedonce more, driving his lance in with all hisweight and strength behind it. There was

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