Aolib.comFragment of Photochrom print of the front of Neuschwanstein Castle, Bavaria, Germany (ca. 1897)

Under the Great Bear »


By Kirk Munroe

Under the Great Bear

by

Kirk Munroe

AUTHOR OF

“The Flamingo Feather,” “Dorymates,” “The White Conquerors,” Etc.

New York

International Association of Newspapers and Authors

1901

COPYRIGHT, 1900, BY

DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY

TABLE OF CONTENTS.

CHAPTER

I. GRADUATION: BUT WHAT NEXT?
II. AN OFFER OF EMPLOYMENT
III. THE STRANGE FATE OF A STEAMER
IV. ALONE ON THE LIFE RAFT
V. WHITE BALDWIN AND HIS “SEA BEE”
VI. THE FRENCH SHORE QUESTION
VII. DEFYING A FRIGATE
VIII. A CLASSMATE TO BE AVOIDED
IX. SENDING IN A FALSE REPORT
X. CABOT ACQUIRES A LOBSTER FACTORY
XI. BLUFFING THE BRITISH NAVY
XII. ENGLAND AND FRANCE COME TO BLOWS
XIII. A PRISONER OF WAR
XIV. THE “SEA BEE” UNDER FIRE
XV. OFF FOR LABRADOR
XVI. MOSQUITOES OF THE FAR NORTH
XVII. IMPRISONED BY AN ICEBERG
XVIII. FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH THE NATIVES
XIX. A MELANCHOLY SITUATION
XX. COMING OF THE MAN—WOLF
XXI. A WELCOME MISSIONARY
XXII. GOOD—BYE TO THE “SEA BEE”
XXIII. THE COMFORT OF AN ESKIMO LAMP
XXIV. OBJECTS OF CHARITY
XXV. LOST IN A BLIZZARD
XXVI. AN ELECTRICIAN IN THE WILDERNESS
XXVII. THE MAN—WOLF’S STORY
XXVIII. CABOT IS LEFT ALONE
XXIX. DRIFTING WITH THE ICE PACK
XXX. THE COMING OF DAVID GIDGE
XXXI. ASSISTANT MANAGER OF THE MAN—WOLF MINE

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

From It Was Evoked A Monstrous Shape . . . Frontispiece

On The Deck Of The Steamer “Lavinia”

He Began To Kick At It With The Hope Of Smashing One Of Its Panels

At This The Enraged Officer Whipped Out A Revolver

“Did This Come From About Here?”

Others Fell On The New—Comers With Their Fists

Livid With Rage, The Frenchman Whipped Out An
Ugly—Looking Knife

A Solitary Figure Stood On The Chest Of A Bald Headland

“Yim”

“My Name Is Watson Balfour”

He Reached A Point From Which He Could Look Beyond The Barrier

“My Dear Boy, You Have Done Splendidly”

UNDER THE GREAT BEAR.

CHAPTER I.

GRADUATION: BUT WHAT NEXT?

“Heigh—ho! I wonder what comes next?” sighed Cabot Grant as he tumbled wearily into bed.

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