"More than that, it was sheer joy to watch Melhuish. He show gracefully away from the edge of the ice; he turned and curvetted; he swayed and swerved,; he sank down on one foot with unslackened speed; he stopped; he gyrated delicately; he turned; and away he went again to the other end of the pond. It was a breathless enjoyment. I could have cheered him. The natives crowded to the edge and shouted with amazement and delight. The snow and the glaciers were all very well, but here was something: a white man dancing with knives on his feet. ~ E.A.T. Dutton"