I was delighted to find they were old enough to eat something besides milk, and I led them about from sprig to sprig of the stunted willow which grew here and there among the rocks, until they had had a good breakfast. Then they followed me back to the tent for another nap.
Later they came up to me again for their lunch, and before the day was over I had named them Yankee Doodle and Miss Columbia, because I first saw them on the Fourth of July.
I was thinking, too, that if I could only get them to the ship and keep them till the ice would break up and let the ship sail home, what fine pets they would make for a little blue-eyed girl I knew at home, who had herself been born 
A chubby little musk-ox. in the Arctic regions, hardly more than a hundred miles from where I found the musk-oxen.
The Eskimos were gone a long time, and after the sun swung round into the north and hid behind the mountains, I rolled myself in my blanket and went to sleep, leaving my little friends browsing contentedly just back of the tent. Some hours later my men returning woke me, and when I asked about the calves, said that they were still back of the tent. So I turned over for another nap.
“I told Anhgmaloktok to throw one of the musk-ox skins over his back.”
When I woke again, and after listening for some time heard nothing of the little fellows, I crawled out of the tent and climbed the slope, but could not see them anywhere. Then I woke sharp-eyed Ahsayoo and told him to trail them.
After a long time he came back and told me he had followed their tracks far up the valley, but had not seen them. They had evidently started off soon after the dogs came back, and, having had a good rest