1864, Life with the Esquimaux: The Narrative of Captain Charles Francis Hall:
Beck then paused a moment and added, "Sir John Ross very good man — plenty pray — plenty eat — Carl Petersen no speak Husky (Esquimaux) quick — not good Husky speak — small speak Husky!"
1940, Alan Sullivan, Under the Northern Lights, page 87:
They struck him at the time as good words, and there was nothing in the Husky language to express what a whaling captain seemed to feel so often. He could not remember them. Nevertheless, he knew there was water in that igloo.
1942, Arthur Cornelius Twomey, Nigel Herrick, Needle to the north: the story of an expedition to Ungava and the Belcher islands, page 170:
Jabbering in low Husky language Bob and Peter Sala began to talk, discussing with swift gestures and pointed fingers, whether this or that place would be the most likely spot for igloo-snow.
1954, Douglas Leechman, The Vanta Kutchin (published in the Bulletin of the National Museum of Canada, number 130 (anthropological series number 33):
Once she returned to Bell River on a visit but said she was hungry for seal meat. She carried her baby in the Eskimo style. Julia said she couldn't see how the child could breathe and added "she spoke Husky real good".
either "the language of the Eskimos" or "the language of Husky dogs"
1989, Robert H. Abel, Full-tilt boogie: stories, page 193:
I asked him if he wanted to see the Eskimo's dogs, too, and if he thought he could find anybody to speak Husky. We chuckled over that in our "staff meeting," rap session, planning meeting, whatever.
1900, Albert White Vorse, Laughter of the Sphinx, page 173:
Bunker grinned sheepishly. "Somehow she looks different in them seal an' reindeer skins," he said. "I seen her yesterday down at the Huskies’ igloo-gahs. She was rigged out in full Husky costume, an' the men was standin' round her […]"
1903, David T Hanbury, Through the barren ground of north-eastern Canada to the Arctic Coast, in The Geographical Journal, volume 22, page 180:
Accompanied by two Huskies, we held on our way, and on the 20th reached Udi-uk-tellig, a Husky camp, where, in conversation with my old friend Amer-or-yuak, I recovered my knowledge of the Husky language.
1912, Charles Kenneth Leith, Arthur T. Leith, A summer and winter on Hudson Bay, page 87:
Then the start was made, in file, with Bill, our Husky guide, in the lead.
