possibly get into the kyak. Neither could he swim. But Kesshoo
knew a way.

He came up closer to the solid ice. Then he gave a great sweep
with his paddle and lifted his kyak right up on to it. He sprang
out, and, seizing the harpoon line, pulled Menie's raft close up
to the edge of the firm ice.

Menie was still holding tight to the line that held the big seal.
Kesshoo threw him another line. Menie caught the end of it.

"Now tie the big seal's line fast to that," Kesshoo said. Menie
was a very small boy, but he knew how to tie knots. He did just
what his father told him to.

"Now," said his father, "pull up the harpoon." Menie did so. "Tie
the harpoon line to the little seal" Menie did that. "Now throw
the harpoon to me," commanded Kesshoo.

Menie threw it with all his might. His father caught it, and
stood on the firm ice, holding in his hands the line that the big
seal was tied to, and the harpoon, with its line fastened to the
little seal.

"Now hold on to the little seal, and I will pull you right up
against the solid ice, and when I say 'Jump,' you jump," said
Kesshoo.

Slowly and very, carefully he pulled, until the raft grated
against the solid ice.