It was three o'clock before the Cape was seen over the dogs' tails.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
The dogs were on every side of them, and all the oxen could do was to grunt fiercely and jump into a bunch, with tails together and heads directed at the enemy.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
The dogs ran with tails erect, ears pricked.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook