rivalry. Such feelings are bad enough at all times, but
among us they would be doubly wrong. You understand
me, Altamont, and you, Hatteras?"

Neither of the captains replied, but the Doctor took no
notice of their silence, and went on to speak of other things.
Sundry expeditions were planned to forage for fresh food.
It would soon be spring, and hares and partridges, foxes
and bears, would re-appear. So it was determined that
part of every day should be spent in hunting and exploring
this unknown continent of New America.

NEXT morning Clawbonny was out by dawn of day.
Clambering up the steep, rocky wall, against which the
Doctor's House leaned, he succeeded, though with consid-
erable difficulty, in reaching the top, which he found ter-
minated abruptly in a sort of truncated cone. From this
elevation there was an extensixe view over a vast tract of
country, which was all disordered and convulsed as if it
had undergone some volcanic commotion. Sea and land,
as far as it was possible to distinguish one from the other,
were covered with a sheet of ice.

A new project struck the Doctor's mind, which was soon
matured and ripe for execution. He lost no time in going
back to the snow house, and consulting over it with his
companions.

"I have got an idea," he said; " I think of constructing
a lighthouse on top of that cone above our heads."

"A lighthouse!" they all exclaimed.

"Yes, a lighthouse. It would be a double advantage.
It would be a beacon to guide us in distant excursions, and
also serve to illumine our plateau in the long dreary winter
months."

"There is no doubt," replied Altamont, "of its utility;
but how would you contrive to make it?"

"With one of the lanterns out of the Porpoise," replied
the Doctor.

"All right; but how will you feed your lamp. With
seal oil?"

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