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pans. ’T wa’ no’ easy gettin’ to th’ pans wi’ a big sea runnin’! Th’ big pans ’ud sometimes heave together an’ near crush th’ boat, an’ sometimes us ’ad t’ git out an’ haul her over th’ ice t’ th’ water again. Then us come t’ th’ slob ice where th’ pan ’ad ground together, an’ ’t was all thick, an’ that was worse’n any. Us saw th’ doctor about twenty minutes afore us got t’ un. ’E was wavin’ ’is flag an’ I seen ’im. ’E was on a pan no bigger’n this flor, an’ I dunno what ever kep’ un fro’ goin’ abroad, for ’t was n’t ice, ’t was packed snow. Th’ pan was away from even th’ slob, floatin’ by hisself, an’ th’ open water all roun’, an’ ’t was just across fro’ Goose Cove, an’ outside o’ that there’d been no hope. I think th’ way th’ pan held together was on account o’ th’