Quote of the week


. From time to time a greenish wave of the Northern Lights would roll across the hollow of the high heavens, flick like a flag and disappear; or a meteor would crackle from darkness to darkness trailing a shower of sparks behind. Then they could see the ridged and furrowed surface of the floe all tipped and laced with strange colours - red, copper, and bluish; but in the ordinary starlight everything turned to one frost-bitten gray... This is from "Quiquern" in The Second Jungle Book.

It is a terrible savage winter in the Arctic, and the Eskimo people are starving. Kotuko and his companion are sledging to the edge of the ice to find the seals, without which the people will die ...