• TABLE OF CONTENTS
HIDE
 Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Frontispiece
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Preface
 Table of Contents
 Some of the "dramatis personae"...
 Departure of the "Pole Star" for...
 The voyage
 The chase and the battle
 Miscellaneous reflections
 The gale
 New characters introduced
 Fred and the doctor go on...
 The "Dolphin" gets beset in the...
 Beginning of winter
 A hunting-expedition
 A dangerous sleep interrupted
 Journey resumed
 Departure of the sun
 Strangers appear on the scene
 The Arctic Theatre enlarged...
 Expeditions on foot
 The hunting-party
 The northern party
 Keeping it down
 First gleam of light
 The "Arctic Sun"
 Unexpected arrivals
 Winter ends
 Escape to Upernavik
 The return
 Advertising
 Back Cover
 Spine






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Title: The world of ice, or, The whaling cruise of "The Dolphin" and the adventures of her crew in the Polar regions
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Title: The world of ice, or, The whaling cruise of "The Dolphin" and the adventures of her crew in the Polar regions
Series Title: R.M. Ballantyne's Books for boys
Alternate Title: Whaling cruise of "The Dolphin" and the adventures of her crew in the Polar regions
Physical Description: 327, 8 p., 2 leaves of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 20 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Ballantyne, R. M ( Robert Michael ), 1825-1894
Thomas Nelson & Sons ( Publisher )
Publisher: T. Nelson and Sons
Place of Publication: London ;
Edinburgh ;
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Publication Date: 1893
Edition: New ed.
 Subjects
Subject: Whaling -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Whalers (Persons) -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Polar bear -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Animals -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Natural history -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Description and travel -- Juvenile fiction -- Polar regions   ( lcsh )
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Statement of Responsibility: by Robert Michael Ballantyne ; with illustrations.
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Frontispiece
        Page 1
    Half Title
        Page 2
    Title Page
        Page 3
    Preface
        Page 4
    Table of Contents
        Page 5
        Page 6
        Page 7
        Page 8
    Some of the "dramatis personae" introduced
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
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        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
    Departure of the "Pole Star" for the Frozen Seas
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
    The voyage
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
    The chase and the battle
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
        Page 55
    Miscellaneous reflections
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
        Page 68
        Page 69
    The gale
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
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    New characters introduced
        Page 85
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    Fred and the doctor go on an excursion
        Page 99
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        Page 109
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    The "Dolphin" gets beset in the ice
        Page 112
        Page 113
        Page 114
        Page 115
        Page 116
        Page 117
        Page 118
        Page 119
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        Page 123
        Page 124
    Beginning of winter
        Page 125
        Page 126
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        Page 128
        Page 129
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        Page 133
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        Page 136
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        Page 138
        Page 139
    A hunting-expedition
        Page 140
        Page 141
        Page 142
        Page 143
        Page 144
        Page 145
        Page 146
        Page 147
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    A dangerous sleep interrupted
        Page 155
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    Journey resumed
        Page 169
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    Departure of the sun
        Page 179
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        Page 182
        Page 183
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        Page 185
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    Strangers appear on the scene
        Page 190
        Page 191
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        Page 195
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    The Arctic Theatre enlarged upon
        Page 210
        Page 211
        Page 212
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        Page 214
        Page 215
        Page 216
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    Expeditions on foot
        Page 228
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        Page 235
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        Page 237
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    The hunting-party
        Page 242
        Page 243
        Page 244
        Page 245
        Page 246
        Page 247
        Page 248
        Page 249
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        Page 251
        Page 252
    The northern party
        Page 253
        Page 254
        Page 255
        Page 256
        Page 257
        Page 258
        Page 259
        Page 260
        Page 261
    Keeping it down
        Page 262
        Page 263
        Page 264
        Page 265
        Page 266
        Page 267
        Page 268
        Page 269
    First gleam of light
        Page 270
        Page 271
        Page 272
        Page 273
        Page 274
        Page 275
        Page 276
        Page 277
        Page 278
        Page 279
    The "Arctic Sun"
        Page 280
        Page 281
        Page 282
        Page 283
        Page 284
        Page 285
        Page 286
        Page 287
        Page 288
    Unexpected arrivals
        Page 289
        Page 290
        Page 291
        Page 292
        Page 293
        Page 294
        Page 295
        Page 296
        Page 297
    Winter ends
        Page 298
        Page 299
        Page 300
        Page 301
        Page 302
        Page 303
        Page 304
        Page 305
        Page 306
        Page 307
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    Escape to Upernavik
        Page 309
        Page 310
        Page 311
        Page 312
        Page 313
        Page 314
        Page 315
    The return
        Page 316
        Page 317
        Page 318
        Page 319
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        Page 321
        Page 322
        Page 323
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    Advertising
        Page 329
        Page 330
        Page 331
        Page 332
        Page 333
        Page 334
        Page 335
        Page 336
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
    Spine
        Spine
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THE


WORLD OF


ICE


The Whaling Cruise of "The Dolphin"

AND

The Adventures of Her Crew in the Polar Regions



By


1Robert !llMicbacl 13allant2ue
Author of Tle iDog Crusoe anrd hI Master," Tie Youmng Fur-'Iadcls,"
The Gorilla-IIunters, Ulngava. ,
The Coral Island,"
&c.





NE W EDITION





7. E L, S 0 A n A SONS
kON-DONY INP/>URGH,
N/ I) E 1' YO I KA
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PRE FA CE.


DEAR READER, most
preface. Permit me,
by simply expressing
may afford you much


people prefer a short to a long
therefore, to cut this one short,
an earnest hope that my book
profit and amusement.


R. M. BALLANTYNE.






















CON TENT S.






CHAPTER I.
CSome of the dramatic person icntroduced-c Retrospective glancecs-Causes
of future effects-Our tero's early life at sea-A piratc-A terrible fight
and its consequences-Buzzbl's helny ltshed amid-ships-A vwhalilg-
cruise be un ................................ ... ..... .... .... ...... ....... ..... ........ .

CHAPTER II.
Departure of the Pole Star for the IFro.en Seas-Sa-ge reflcctions of rirs.
Bright, and sagacious remarks of Buzs:bl -Anxieti'e, fcars, scrmiises,
(and 'resolutions-Iscbel--A scarce proposed--Departure of the Dol-
phin" for the Far IN north ............. ..... ... ... .... ..... ........ ... 27

CHALPTIE III.
The voyacg-Th-2e Dolpchinc" and her crwcc-Ice ahead--Polar scenes--cIast-
iead observations-Th/e first whale- Grcat excitemen......................35

CHAPTER IV.
The chase and the battle--The chance s and cdaners of wchaling war-cccBr by
dives for his life and scores it-S-o does the c!i(hac and loses it-An
anxious night, wckich tcrminates happily, thougic with a h.ea y loss....-G

CHAPTER V.
Miscellaneous r clcctions--Thc coast of '--K '?s of
the Pole Star"--.' facts andc fairyc-lie'c scints-
Tom Sinclctoc's opinion of poor old wocmen-In danger ofa squ' cce--









VI CONTENTS.

CHAPTER VI.
The gale--Anchored to a berg which proves to be a treacherous one-Dangers
of the "pack"-Beset in the ice-3lirins shows an inqiiring mind-
Wlruses--Gale freshcns--Chains and cables-Holding on for life-An
unexpected discove)ry-A "nip" and its terrible conseCquences-Yoked
to an iceberg................ ..... .............. ....... ...............70


CHAPTER VII.
Newt characters introduced-An old cgamce under novel circumstances-Re-
markable appearances zn the meets with a mishap .........85


CHAPTER VIII.
Fred and the doctor go on ca excursion in which, among! other strange
things, they meet with red snow and a white bear, and Fred makes his
first ess y as a sportsman.............. ................... .................99


CHAPTER IX.
The Dolphin" gets beset in the ice-Prelparations for winteriv, n in the ice-
Captain Guy's code of laws................ .................. ................. 112


CHAPTER X.
Beginning of lwinter--3ecetuck effects a remCarkable change in the men's
appearance-Alossing, and iuorlhlng, and plans for a winter cam-
pa1ign.............. ..... ... .............. ........... .................. 125


CHAPTER XI.
A hunting-expedition, in the course of which the hunters miect with, many
interesting/, dangerous, peculiar anvd remarkable experiences, and make
acquaintance with seals, wcalruses, dee, and rabbits......................140


CHAPTER XII.
A dangerous sleep interi'lpted-A nliht in a snow-hut, ,and an unpleasant
visitor- Snowed up .................. ................................ ......


CHAPTER XTII.
Joulrnel resumed-The hunters meet with bears acn have a grecnt fight, in
which the ,dols are suflercrs-A bear's din.ner-- Mode in which Ar(tic
rocks tare l-- The ice-bet ............ ...... ... .... .. .. ......... 109









CONTENTS. Vii

CHAPTER XIV.
Departure of the snn-Effects of darkness on dogs-Winter arrangements in
the interior of the D olphin. ............................ ...................... 17

CHAPTER XV.
Strangers appear on the scenc-The Esquimaoux are hospitably entertained
by the sailors-A spirited traaic-'Thieving propensities and summary
justice ... ......... ........... .......... ............. ................. 190

CHAPTER XVI.
The Arctic Theatre enlarged upon-Great success of the first play-The
Esquimaux submit, and become fast friends ................................210

CHAPTER XVII.
Expecditions on foot-Effects of darkness on dogs and men-The first death-
Caught in a trap-The camp....................... ............ 228

CHAPTER XVIII.
The hunting-party-Beckless driving-A desperate encounter cith a nal-
'rus, etc................................................... .............242

CHAPTER XIX.
The northern party-A narrow escape, and a great discovery-Esquiimala
again, and a joyful surprise ................. ................................ 253

CHAPTER XX.
Keeping it down-M-utual exiplaationts--The true comkforter-Death-New.
Year's day ......... ... ...... ...... ....... ....................... ........ ........202

CIIAPTER XXI.
First gleam of light-Trip to welcome the sun-Bears and strange dis-
coveries-O'Rilcy is reckless-F-irst vicz of the sun.......................270

CHAPTER XXIT.
The "Arctic Sun"--Rats! rats! rats!-A huntingU-party-Out on thr
floes- H ardsh ips.... ...................................... .. .......... 280

CHAPTER XXIII.
ULaepected arrivals-The rescue party--Lost and found-Return to the
ship ........... ... ............ .......... .... ......... ... ........ 289









Viii CONTENTS.

CHAPTER XXIV.
Iinter ends-The first insect-Preparations for departure-N-arro escape
-Cutting out-Once nmore afloat-Ship on fire--Cre take to the
boats ................... ............ ...... ... .................. 298

CHAPTER XXV.
.Escapc to Upernavik-Letter from, home--lMctuck's grandmother -Dumps
and Poker ain. ........................... ...... ................ 309

CHAPTER XXVI.
TlC return-The surprise-Bu- b y's sayings and doings-The narr.ative-
Fightiny battles o'er again- Conclusion......................................316
















THE WORLD OF ICE.



CHAPTER I.

Some of the "dramaatis personce introduced-Retrospective glances--Cases
of future qefects-Or hero's early life at sea-A pirate-A terriblefiliht
and its consequences-Buzzby's helm lashed amid-ships-A Ichali u-
cruise begun.

N OBODY ever caught John Buzzby asleep by any
chance whatever. No weasel was ever half
so sensitive on that point as he was. Wherever he
happened to be (and in the course of his adventurous
life he had been to nearly all parts of the known
world) he was the first awake in the morning and the
last asleep at night; he always answered promptly to
the first call; and was never known by any man living
to have been seen with his eyes shut, except when he
winked, and that operation he performed less fre-
quently than other men.
John Buzzby was an old salt--a regular true-blue
Jack tar of the old school, who had been born and
bred at sea ; had visited foreign ports innumerable;
had weathered more storms than he could count, and
had witnessed more strange sights than le could re-







THE WORLD OF ICE.


member. He was tough, and sturdy, and grizzled,
and broad, and square, and massive-a first-rate
specimen of a John Bull, and according to himself,
" always kept his weather-eye open." This remark of
his was apt to create confusion in the minds of his
hearers; for John meant the expression to be under-
stood figuratively, while, in point of fact, he almost
always kept one of his literal eyes open and the other
partially closed, but as he reversed the order of
arrangement frequently, he might have been said to
keep his lee-eye as much open as the weather one.
This peculiarity gave to his countenance an expression
of earnest thoughtfulness mingled with humour.
Buzzby was fond of being thought old, and he looked
much older than he really was. Men guessed his age
at fifty-five, but they were ten years out in their
reckoning; for John had numbered only forty-five
summers, and was as tough and muscular as ever he
had been-although not quite so elastic.
John Buzzby stood on the pier of the sea-port town
of Grayton watching the active operations of the crew
of a whaling-ship which was on the point of starting
for the ice-bound seas of the Frozen Regions, and
making sundry remarks to a stout, fair-haired boy of
fifteen, who stood by his side gazing at the ship with
an expression of deep sadness.
She's a trim-built craft and a good sea-boat, I'll
be bound, Master Fred," observed the sailor; but
she's too small by half, according' to my notions, and I
hrve seen a few whalers in my day. Them bow-







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timbers, too, are scarce thick enough for goin' bump
agin the ice o' Davis' Straits. Howsom'iver, I've seen
worse craft driving' a good trade in the Polar Seas."
.i.'-s a first-rate craft in all respects; and you
have too high an opinion of your own judgment,"
replied the youth indignantly. Do you suppose that
my father, who is an older man than yourself and as
good a sailor, would buy a ship, and fit her out, and
go .t' to the whale-fishery in her, if he did not think
her a good one ? "
Ah Master Fred, you're a chip of the old block
-neck or nothing-carry on all sail till you tear the
masts out of her! Reef the t'gallant sails of your
temper, boy, and don't run foul of an old man who
has been all but a wet-nurse to ye-taught ye to
walk, and swim, and pull an oar, and build ships,
and has hauled ye out o' the sea when ye fell in
-from the time ye could barely stump along on
two legs, looking' like as if ye was more nor half-seas-
over.
Well, Buzzby," replied the boy, laughing, "if
you've been all that to me, I think you have been a
wret-nurse too But why do you run down my
father's ship ? Do you think I'm going to stand
that ? No not even from you, old boy."
Hallo I youngster," shouted a voice from the deck
of the vessel in question, run up and tell your father
we're all ready, and if he don't make haste he'll lose
the tide, so he will, and that'll make us have to start
on a Friday, it will, an' that'll not do for me, nohow







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it won't; so make sail and ]ook sharp about it, do-
won't you ? "
What a tongue he's got !" remarked Buzzby.
" Before I'd go to sea with a first mate who jawed
like that I'd be a landsman. Don't ever you git to
talk too much, Master Fred, wotever ye do. My
maxim is-and it has served me through life, un-
common-' Keep your weather-eye open and your
tongue housed exceptt when you've got occasion to use
it.' If that fellow'd use his eyes more and his tongue
less, he'd see your father coming' down the road there,
right before the wind, with his old sister in tow."
How I wish he would have let me go with him!"
muttered Fred to himself sorrowfully.
No chance now, I'm afeard," remarked his com-
panion. The gov'nor's as stiff as a nor'-wester
Nothin' in the world can turn him once he's made up
his mind but a regular sou'-easter. Now, if you had
been my son, and yonder tight craft ship, I would
have said, 'Come at once.' But your father knows
best, lad; and you're a wise son to obey orders cheer-
fully, without question. That's another o' my maxims,
' Obey orders, an' ax no questions.'"
Frederick Ellice, senior, who now approached, whis-
pering words of consolation into the ear of his weep-
ing sister, might, perhaps, have just numbered fifty
years. He was a fine, big, bold, hearty Englishman,
with a bald head, grizzled locks, a loud but not harsh
voice, a rather quick temper, and a kind, earnest,
enthusiastic heart. Like Buzzby, he had spent nearly







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all his life at sea, and had become so thoroughly
accustomed to walking on an unstable foundation
that he felt quite iI .... --.. r i..1.. on solid ground, and
never remained more than a few months at a time
on shore. He was a man of good education and
gentlemanly manners, and had worked his way up in
the merchant service step by step until he obtained
the command of a West India trader.
A few years previous to the period in which our
tale opens, an event occurred which altered the course
of Captain Ellice's life, and for a long period plunged
him into the deepest affliction. This was the loss of
his wife at sea under peculiarly distressing circum-
stances.
At the age of thirty Captain Ellice had married a
pretty blue-eyed girl, who resolutely refused to become
a sailor's bride unless she should be permitted to ac-
company her husband to sea. This was without much
difficulty agreed to, and forthwith Alice Bremner be-
came Mrs. Ellice, and went to sea. It was during her
third voyage to the West Indies that our hero Fred
was born, and it was during this and succeeding
voyages that Buzzby became "all but a wet-nurse"
to him.
Mrs. Ellice was a loving, gentle, seriously-ninded
woman. She devoted herself heart and soul to the
training of her boy, and spent many a pleasant hour
in that little, unsteady cabin in endeavouring to instil
into his infant mind the blessed truths of C'i, ; i;.. r,
and in making the name of Jesus familiar to his ear.







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As Fred grew older his mother encouraged him to
hold occasional intercourse with the sailors-for her
husband's example taught her the value of a bold,
manly spirit, and she knew that it was impossible for
her to instil that into him-but she was careful to
guard him from the evil that he might chance to learn
from the men, by committing him to the tender care
of Buzzby. To do the men justice, however, this was
almost unnecessary, for they felt that a mother's
watchful eye was on the child, and no unguarded
word fell from their lips while he was romping about
the forecastle.
When it was time for Fred to go to school, Mrs.
Ellice gave up her roving life and settled in her native
town of Grayton, where she resided with her widowed
sister, Amelia Bright, and her niece Isobel. Here
Fred received the rudiments of an excellent education
at a private academy. At the age of twelve, how-
ever, Master Fred became restive, and during one of
his father's periodical visits home, begged to be taken
to sea. Captain Ellice agreed ; Mrs. Ellice insisted on
accompanying them; and in a few weeks they were
once again on their old home, the ocean, and Fred was
enjoying his native air in company with his friend
Buzzby, who stuck to the old ship like one of her own
stout timbers.
But this was destined to be a disastrous voyage.
One ----,ini. after crossing the line, they described a
suspicious-looking schooner to windward, bearing
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What do you think of her, Buzzby ? inquired
Captain Ellice, handing his glass to the seaman.
Buzzby gazed in silence and with compressed lips
for some time; then he returned the glass, at the
same time muttering the word, Pirate."
"I thought so," said the captain in a deep, unsteady
voice. There is but one course for us, Buzzby," he
continued, glancing towards his wife, who, all uncon-
scious of their danger, sat near the taffrail employed
with her needle; "these fellows show no mercy, be-
cause they expect none either from God or man. We
must fight to the last. Go, prepare the men and get
out the arms. I'll tell my wife."
Buzzby went forward; but the captain's heart failed
him, and he took two or three rapid, hesitating turns on
the quarter-deck ere he could make up his mind to speak.
Alice," he said at length abruptly, "yonder vessel
is a pirate."
Mrs. Ellice looked up in surprise, and her face grew
pale as her eye met the troubled gaze of her husband.
Are you quite sure, Frederick ? "
Yes, quite. Would God that I were left alone to
-but-nay, do not be alarmed; perhaps I am wrong,
it may be a-a clipper-built trading-vessel. If not,
Alice, we must make some show of fighting, and try
to f, hIt,.. them. Meanwhile you must go below."
The captain spoke encouragingly as he led his wife
to the cabin; but his candid countenance spoke too
truthfully, and she felt that his look of anxious con-
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Pressing her fervently to his heart, Captain Ellice
sprang on deck.
By this time the news had spread through the ship,
and the crew, consisting of upwards of thirty men,
were conversing earnestly in knots of four or five
while they sharpened and buckled on cutlasses, or
loaded pistols and carbines.
Send the men aft, Mr. Thompson," said the cap-
tain, as he paced the deck to and fro, casting his eyes
occasionally on the schooner, which was rapidly near-
ing the vessel. Take another pull at these main-
topsail-halyards, and send the steward down below
for my sword and pistols. Let the men look sharp;
we've no time to lose, and hot work is before us."
"I will go for your sword, father," cried Fred, who
had just come on deck.
Boy, boy, you must go below; you can be of no
use here."
"But, father, you know that I'm not afraid."
I know that, boy-I know it well; but you're
too young to fight-you're not strong enough. Besides,
you must comfort and cheer your mother; she may
want you."
I'm old enough and strong enough to load and fire
a pistol, father; and I heard one of the men say we
would need all the hands on board, and more if we
had them. Besides, it was my mother who told me
what was going on, and sent me on deck to help you
tof '."
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of the captain as he said hastily, You may stay,
then," and turned towards the men, who now stood
assembled on the quarter-deck.
Addressing the crew in his own blunt, vigorous
style, he said, Lads, yon rascally schooner is a pirate,
as you all know well enough. I need not ask you if
you are ready to fight; I see by your looks you are.
But that's not enough-you must make up your minds
to fight well. You know that pirates give no quarter.
I see the decks are swarming with men. If you don't
go at them like bull-dogs, you'll walk the plank before
sunset every man of you. Now, go forward, and
double-shot your muskets and pistols, and stick as
many of the latter into your belts as they will hold.
Mr. Thompson, let the gunner double-shot the four big
guns, and load the little carronade with musket-balls
to the muzzle. If they do try to board us, they'll get
a warm reception."
"There goes a shot, sir," said Buzzby, pointing
towards the piratical schooner, from the side of which
a white cloud burst, and a round shot ricochetted over
the sea, passing close ahead of the ship.
"Ay, that's a request for us to lay-to," said the cap-
tain bitterly, but we won't. Keep her away a point."
Ay, ay, sir," sung out the man at the wheel. A
second and a third shot were fired, but passed unheeded,
and the captain, fully expecting that the next would
be fired into them, ordered the men below.
"We can't afford to lose a man, Mr. Thompson;
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Please, sir, may I remain ? said Buzzby, touching
his hat.
Obey orders," answered the captain sternly. The
sailor went below with a sulky fling.
For nearly an hour the two vessels cut through the
water before a steady breeze, during which time the
fast-sailing schooner gradually overhauled the heavy
West Indiaman, until she approached within speaking
distance. Still Captain Ellice paid no attention to
her, but stood with compressed lips beside the man at
the wheel, gazing alternately at the sails of his vessel
and at the windward horizon, where he fancied he saw
indications that led him to hope the breeze would fail
ere long.
As the schooner drew nearer, a man leaped on the
hammock-nettings, and, putting a trumpet to his
mouth, sang out lustily, Ship ahoy where are you
from, and what's your cargo ? "
Captain Ellice made no reply, but ordered four of
his men on deck to point one of the stern-chasers.
Again the voice came harshly across the waves, as
if in passion, "Heave to, or I'll sink you." At the
same moment the black flag was run up to the peak,
and a shot passed between the main and fore masts.
"Stand by to point this gun," said the captain in a
subdued voice.
"Ay, ay, sir !"
Fetch a red-hot iron; luff; luff a little-a little
more steady-so." At the last word there was a puff
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schooner. The gun had been fired more as a reply of
defiance to the pirate than with the hope of doing him
any damage; but the shot had been well aimed-it cut
the schooner's main-sail-yard in two and brought it
rattling down on deck. Instantly the pirate yawed
and delivered a broadside; but in the confusion on
deck the guns were badly aimed, and none took effect.
The time lost in this manceuvre, added to the crippled
condition of the schooner, enabled the West Indiaman
to gain considerably on her antagonist; but the pirate
kept up a well-directed fire with his bow-chasers, and
many of the shots struck the hull and cut the rigging
seriously. As the sun descended towards the horizon
the wind fell gradually, and ceased at length altogether,
so that both vessels lay rolling on the swell with their
sails flapping idly against the masts.
"They're a-gittin' out the boats, sir," remarked John
Buzzby, who, unable to restrain himself any longer,
had crept upon deck at the risk of another reprimand;
"and, if my eyes be'n't deceiving me, there's a sail
on the horizon to wind'ard-leastways, the direction
which wos wind'ard afore it fell calm."
She's bringing a breeze along with her," remarked
the captain, but I fear the boats will come up before
it reaches us. There are three in the water and
manned already. There they come. Now, then, call
up all hands."
In a few seconds the crew of the West Indiaman
were at their stations ready for action, and Captain
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stern-chasers. Meanwhile, the boats of the pirate,
five in number, pulled away in different directions,
evidently with the intention of attacking the ship at
different points. They were full of men armed to the
teeth. While they rowed towards the ship the schooner
resumed its fire, and one ball cut away the spanker-
boom and slightly wounded two of the men with
splinters. The guns of the ship were now brought to
bear on the boats, but without effect, although the
shot plunged into the water all round them. As they
drew nearer a brisk fire of musketry was opened on
them, and the occasional falling of an oar and con-
fusion on board showed that the shots told. The
pirates replied vigorously, but without effect, as the
men of the ship were sheltered by the bulwarks.
Pass the word to load and reserve fire," said the
captain; "and hand me a musket, Fred. Load again
as fast as I fire." So saying, the captain took aim
and fired at the steersman of the largest boat, which
pulled towards the stern. Another, Fred-"
At this moment a withering volley was poured upon
the boat, and a savage yell of agony followed, while
the rowers who remained unhurt paused for an in-
stant as if paralyzed. Next instant they recovered,
and another stroke would have brought them almost
alongside, when Captain Ellice pointed the little car-
ronade and fired. There was a terrific crash; the gun
recoiled violently to the other side of the deck ; and
the pirate boat sank, leaving the sea covered with
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seemed to bear charmed lives, seized their cutlasses
with their teeth, and swam boldly for the ship. This
incident, unfortunately, attracted too much of the
attention of the crew, and ere they could prevent it
another boat reached the bow of the ship, the crew of
which sprang up the side like cats, formed on the
forecastle, and poured a volley upon the men.
Follow me, lads!" shouted the captain, as he sprang
forward like a tiger. The first man he reached fell
by a ball from his pistol; in another moment the
opposing parties met in a hand-to-hand conflict.
Meanwhile Fred, having been .1.. .1 impressed with
the effect of the shot from the little carronade,
succeeded in raising and reloading it. He had
scarcely accomplished this when one of the boats
reached the larboard quarter, and two of the men
sprang up the side. Fred observed them, and felled
the first with a handspike before he reached the deck ;
but the pirate who instantly followed would have
killed him had he not been observed by the second
mate, who had prevented several of the men from
joining in the ;. '-.' on the forecastle in order to
meet such an emergency as this. Rushing to the
rescue with his party, he drove the pirates back into
the boat, which was immediately pulled towards the
bow, where the other two boats were now grappling
and discharging their crews on the forecastle. Al-
though the men of the West Indiaman fought with
desperate courage, they could not stand before the
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fore part of the ship in a dense mass. Gradually they
were beaten back, and at length were brought to bay
on the quarter-deck.
"Help, father!" cried Fred, pushing through the
-I i,, _1I,, crowd, "here's the carronade ready loaded."
Ha! boy, well done :" cried the captain, seizing
the gun, and, with the help of Buzzby, who never
left his side, (1 __; it forward. Clear the way,
lads 1"
In a moment the little cannon was pointed to the
centre of the mass of men, and fired. One awful
shriek of agony rose above the din of the il,1 as a
wide gap was cut through the crowd; but this only
seemed to render the survivors more furious. With
a savage yell they charged the quarter-deck, but were
hurled back again and again by the captain and a
few chosen men who stood around him. At length
one of the pirates, who had been all along conspicuous
for his strength and daring, stepped deliberately up,
and pointing a pistol at the captain's breast, fired.
Captain Ellice fell, and at the same moment a ball
laid the pirate low; another charge was made; Fred
rushed forward to protect his father, but was thrown
down and trodden under foot in the rush, and in
two minutes more the ship was in possession of the
pirates.
Being filled with rage at the opposition they had
met with, these villains proceeded, as they said, to
make short work of the crew, while several of them
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Ellice almost dead with terror. P, ;, her violently
on deck, they were about to cast her into the sea,
when Buzzby, who stood with his hands bound,
suddenly burst his bonds and sprang towards her.
A blow from the butt of a pistol, however, stretched
him insensible on the deck.
Where is my husband ? my boy ? screamed Mrs.
Ellice wildly.
"They've gone before you, or they'll soon follow,"
said a savage fiercely, as he raised her in his powerful
arms and hurled her overboard. A loud shriek was
followed by a heavy plunge. At the same moment
two of the men raised the captain, intending to throw
him overboard also, when a loud boom arrested their
attention, and a cannon-shot ploughed up the sea
close in front of their bows.
While the fight was raging, no one had observed
the fact that the breeze had freshened, and a large
man-of-war, with American colours at her peak, was
now within gunshot of the ship. No sooner did the
pirates make this discovery than they rushed to their
boats, with the intention of pulling to their schooner;
but those who had been left in charge, seeing the
approach of the man-of-war, and feeling that there
was no chance of escape for their comrades, or, as is
more than probable, being utterly indifferent about
them, crowded all sail and slipped away, and it was
now hull-down on the horizon to leeward. The men
in the boats rowed after her with the energy of
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scarcely add that, in a very short time, all were cap-
tured.
When the man-of-war rejoined the West Indiaman,
the night had set in and a stiff breeze had arisen, so
that the long and laborious search that was made for
the body of poor Mrs. Ellice proved utterly fruitless.
Captain Ellice, whose wound was very severe, was
struck down as if by a thunderbolt, and for a long
time his life was despaired of. During his illness
Fred nursed him with the utmost tenderness, and in
seeking to comfort his father, found some relief to
his own stricken heart.
Months passed away. Captain Ellice was conveyed
to the residence of his sister in Grayton, and, under
her care, and the nursing of his little niece Isobel, he
recovered his wanted health and strength. To the
eyes of men Captain Ellice and his son were themselves
again; but those who judge of men's hearts by their
outward appearance and expressions, in nine cases out
of ten judge very wide of the mark indeed. Both had
undergone a great change. The brilliancy and glitter
of this world had been completely and rudely dispelled,
and both had been led to inquire whether there was
not something better to live for than mere present
advantage and happiness-something that would stand
by them in those hours of sickness and sorrow which
must inevitably, sooner or later, come upon all men.
Both sought, and discovered what they sought, in the
Bible, the only book in all the world where the jewel
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But Captain Ellice could not be induced to resume
the command of his old ship, or voyage again to the
West Indies. He determined to change the scene of
his future labours and sail to the Frozen Seas, where
the aspect of every object, even the ocean itself,
would be very unlikely to recall the circumstances of
his loss.
Some time after his recovery, Captain Ellice pur-
chased a brig and fitted her out as a whaler, deter-
mined to try his fortune in the Northern Seas. Fred
pleaded hard to be taken out, but his father felt
that he had more need to go to school than to sea;
so he refused, and Fred, after sighing very deeply
once or twice, gave in with a good grace. Buzzby,
too, who stuck to his old commander like a leech, was
equally anxious to go; but Buzzby, in a sudden and
unaccountable fit of tenderness, had, just two months
before, married a wife, who might be appropriately
described as fat, fair, and forty," and Buzzby's wife
absolutely forbade him to go. Alas Buzzby was
no longer his own master. At the age of forty-five
he became-as he himself expressed it-an abject
slave, and he would as soon have tried to steer in
a slipper-bath right in the teeth of an equinoctial
hurricane, as have opposed the will of his wife. He
used to sigh gruffly when spoken to on this subject,
and compare himself to a Dutch galliot that made
more leeway than headway, even with a wind on
the quarter. "Once," lie would remark, "I was
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but ever since I tuck this craft in tow, I've gone to
leeward like a tub. In fact, I find there's only one
way of going ahead with my Poll, and that is right
before the wind! I used to yaw about a good deal
at first, but she tuck that out o' me in a day or two.
If I put the helm only so much as one stroke to
starboard, she guv' a tug at the tow-rope that brought
the wind dead aft again; so I've gi'n it up, and lashed
the tiller right amid-ships."
So Buzzby did not accompany his old commander;
he did not even so much as suggest the possibility of
it; but he shook his head with great solemnity, as he
stood with Fred, and Mrs. Bright, and Isobel, at the
end of the pier, gazing at the brig, with one eye very
much screwed up, and a wistful expression in the
other, while the graceful craft spread out her canvas
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CHAPTER II.


Departure of the Pole Star for the Frozen Seas-Sage reflections of lMrSs.
Bright, anl sayacious remarks of Bqtzby-A lnxieties, fears, surmises,
and resolutions-Isobel--A search proposed-Departure of the "Dol-
phin" for the Far North.

DIGRESSIONS are bad at the best, and we feel
some regret that we should have been com-
pelled to begin our book with one; but they are
necessary evils sometimes, so we must ask our reader's
forgiveness, and beg him, or her, to remember that we
are still at the commencement of our story, standing
at the end of the pier, and watching the departure of
the Pole. -'.., whale-ship, which is now a scarcely
distinguishable speck on the horizon.
As it disappeared Buzzby gave a grunt, Fred and
Isobel uttered a sigh in unison, and Mrs. Bright re-
sumed the fit of weeping which for some time she
had unconsciously suspended.
"I fear we shall never see him again," sobbed Mrs.
Bright, as she took Isobel by the hand and sauntered
slowly home, accompanied by Fred and Buzzby, the
latter of whom seemed to regard himself in the light
of a 1. __ Newfoundland or mastiff, who had been
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of whale-ships being lost, and, somehow or other, we
never hear of the crews being saved, as one reads of
when ships are wrecked in the usual way on the sea-
shore."
Isobel squeezed her mother's hand, and looked up
in her face with an expression that said plainly,
"Don't cry so, mamma; I'm sure he will come back,"
but she could not find words to express herself, so she
glanced towards the mastiff for help.
Buzzby felt that it devolved upon him to afford
consolation under the circumstances; but Mrs. Bright's
mind was of that peculiar stamp which repels advances
in the way of consolation unconsciously, and Buzzby
was puzzled. He screwed up first the right eye and
then the left, and smote his thigh repeatedly; and
assuredly, if contorting his visage could have comforted
Mrs. Bright, she would have returned home a happy
woman, for he made faces at her violently for full
five minutes. But it did her no good, perhaps because
she didn't see him, her eyes being suffused with tears.
Ah yes," resumed Mrs. Bright, with another
burst, "I know they will never come back, and your
silence shows that you think so too. And to think of
their taking two years' provisions with them in case
of accidents !-doesn't that prove that there are going
to be accidents ? And didn't I hear one of the sailors
say that she was a crack ship, A number one ? I
don't know what he meant by A number one, but
if she's a cracked ship I knhow she will never come
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advised him not to go, he only laughed at me, which
was very unkind, I'm sure."
Here Mrs. Bright's feelings overcame her again.
"Why, aunt," said Fred, scarce able to restrain a
laugh, despite the sadness that lay at his heart, when
the sailor said it was a crack ship, he meant that it
was a good one, a first-rate one."
"Then why did he not say what he meant ? But
you are talking nonsense, boy. Do you think that I
will believe a man means to say a thing is good when
he calls it cracked ? and I'm sure nobody would say a
cracked tea-pot was as good as a whole one. But tell
me, Buzzby, do you think they ever will come back ? "
"Why, ma'am, in coorse I do," replied Buzzby,
vehemently ; "for why, if they don't, they're the
first that ever went out o' this port in my day as
didn't. They've a good ship and lots o' grub, and it's
like to be a good season; and Captain Ellice has, for
the most part, good luck; and they've started with a
fair wind, and kep' clear of a Friday, and what more
could ye wish ? I only wish as I was aboard along
with them, that's all."
Buzzby delivered himself of this oration with the
left eye shut and screwed up, and the right one open.
Having concluded, he shut and screwed up the right
eye, and opened the left-he reversed the engine, so
to speak, as if he wished to back out from the scene
of his triumph and leave the course clear for others
to speak. But his words were thrown away on Mrs.
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and never exercised her reason at all, except in a spas-
modic, galvanic sort of way, when she sought to defend
or to advocate some unreasonable conclusion of some
sort, at which her own weak mind had arrived some-
how. So she shook her head, and sobbed good-bye to
Buzzby, as she ascended the sloping avenue that led
to her pretty cottage on the green hill that overlooked
the harbour and the sea beyond.
As for John Buzzby, having been absent from home
full half-an-hour beyond his usual dinner-hour, he felt
that, for a man who had lashed his helm amid-ships,
he was yawing alarmingly out of his course; so he
spread all the canvas he could carry, and steered
right before the wind towards the village, where, in
a little whitewashed, low-roofed, one-doored and two
little-windowed cottage, his spouse (and dinner)
awaited him.
To make a long story short, three years passed
away, but the Pole Star did not return, and no news
of her could be got from the various whale-ships that
visited the port of Grayton. Towards the end of the
second year Buzzby began to shake his head despond-
ingly; and as the third drew to a close, the expression
of gloom never left his honest, weather-beaten face.
Mrs. Bright, too, whose anxiety at first was only half
genuine, now became seriously alarmed, and the fate
of the missing brig began to be the talk of the neigh-
bourhood. Meanwhile, Fred Ellice and Isobel grew
and improved in mind and body; but anxiety as to
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pursue his studies, and he determined at last to
procure a passage in a whale-ship, and go out in
search of the brig.
It happened that the principal merchant and ship-
owner in the town, Mr. Singleton by name, was an
intimate friend and old school-fellow of Captain Ellice,
so Fred went boldly to him and proposed that a vessel
should be fitted out immediately, and sent off to search
for his father's brig. Mr. Singleton smiled at the
request, and pointed out the utter impossibility of
his agreeing to it; but he revived Fred's sinking
hopes by saying that he was about to send out a
whaler to the Northern Seas at any rate, and that
he would give orders to the captain to devote a
portion of his time to the search, and, moreover,
agreed to let Fred go as a passenger in company
with his own son Tom.
Now, Tom Singleton had been Fred's bosom friend
and companion during his first year at school; but
during the last two years he had been sent to the
Edinburgh University to prosecute his medical studies,
and the two friends had only met at rare intervals.
It was with unbounded delight, therefore, that he
found his old companion, now a youth of twenty,
was to go out as surgeon of the ship, and he could
scarce contain himself as he ran down to Buzzby's
cottage to tell him the good news, and ask him to
join.
Of course Buzzbv was ready to go, and, what was
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no obstacle in the way. On the contrary, she undid
the lashings of the helm with her own hand, and told
her wondering partner, with a good-humoured but
firm smile, to steer where he chose, and she would
content herself with the society of the two young
Buzzbys (both miniature fac-similes of their father)
till he came back.
Once again a whale-ship prepared to sail from the
port of Grayton, and once again Mrs. Bright and
Isobel stood on the pier to see her depart. Isobel
was about thirteen now, and as pretty a girl, accord-
ing to Buzzby, as you could meet with in any part of
Britain. Her eyes were blue and her hair nut-brown,
and her charms of face and figure were enhanced im-
measurably by an air of modesty and earnestness that
went straight home to your heart, and caused you to
adore her at once. Buzzby doated on her as if she
were his only child, and felt a secret pride in being in
some indefinable way her protector. Buzzby philoso-
phized about her, too, after a strange fashion. You
see," he would say to Fred, it's not that her figure-
head is cut altogether after a perfect pattern-by no
means, for I've seen picture's and statues that wos
better-but she carries her head a little down, d'ye
see, Master Fred ? and there's where it is; that's the
way I gauges the worth o' young women, jist according'
as they carry their chins up or down. If their brows
come well forward, and they seems to be looking' at the
ground they walk on, I knows their brains is firm
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them carrying' their noses high out o' the water, as if
they wos afeard o' catching' sight o' their own feet, and
their chins elewated, so that a little boy standing' in
front o' them couldn't see their faces nohow, I
make pretty sure that t'other end is filled with a
sort o' mnuush that's fit only to think o' dress and
dancing."
On the present occasion Isobel's eyes were red and
swollen, and by no means improved by weeping. Mrs.
Bright, too, although three years had done little to
alter her character, seemed to be less demonstrative
and much more sincere than usual in her grief at
parting from Fred.
In a few minutes all was ready. Young Singleton
and Buzzby having hastily but earnestly bade Mrs.
Bright and her daughter farewell, leaped on board.
Fred lingered for a moment.
Once more, dear aunt," said he, farewell. With
God's blessing we shall come back soon.-Write to me,
darling Isobel, won't you ? to Upernavik, on the
coast of Greenland. If none of our ships are bound
in that direction, write by way of Denmark. Old
Mr. Singleton will tell you how to address your
letter; and see that it be a long one.'
"Now then, youngster, jump aboard," shouted the
captain; look sharp !"
"Ay, ay," returned Fred, and in another moment
he was on the quarter-deck, by the side of his friend
Tom.
The ship, loosed from her moorings, spread her
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canvas, and plunged forward on her adventurous
voyage.
But this time she does not grow smaller as she
advances before the freshening breeze, for you and I,
reader, have embarked in her, and the land now fades
in the distance, until it sinks from view on the distant
horizon, while nothing meets our gaze but the vault of
the bright blue sky above, and the plane of the dark
blue sea below.

















CHAPTER III.


The voyage--The Dolphi and her crew-Ice achead-Polar scenes-M-ast-
head observations-The first whale-- great excitement.


A ND now we have fairly got into blue water-
the sailor's delight, the landsman's dread,-

The sea the sea the open sea ;
The blue, the fresh, the ever free."

"It's my opinion," remarked Buzzby to Singleton
one day, as they stood at the weather gangway
watching the foam that spread from the vessel's bow
as she breasted the waves of the Atlantic gallantly-
" it's my opinion that our skipper is made o' the right
stuff: He's entered quite into the spirit of the thing,
and I heard him say to the first mate yesterday he'd
made up his mind to run right up into Baffin's Bay and
make inquiries for Captain Ellice first, before going' to
his usual whalin'-ground. Now that's wot I call
doin' the right thing; for, ye see, he irns no small
risk o' getting beset in the ice, and losing the fishing'
season altogether by so doing. "
He's a fine fellow," said Singleton I like him
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utmost to discover the whereabouts of our missing
friend; but I fear much that our chances are small,
for, although we know the spot which Captain Ellice
intended to visit, we cannot tell to what part of the
frozen ocean ice and currents may have carried him."
"True," replied Buzzby, giving to his left eye and
cheek just that peculiar amount of screw which indi-
cated intense sagacity and penetration; "but I've a
notion that, if they are to be found, Captain Guy is
the man to find 'em."
"I hope it may turn out as you say. Have you
ever been in these seas before, Buzzby ?"
"No, sir--never; but I've got a half-brother wot
has bin in the Greenland whale-fishery, and I've bin
in the South Sea line myself."
What line was that, Buzzby ?" inquired David
Summers, a sturdy boy of about fifteen, who acted as
assistant steward, and was, in fact, a nautical maid-of-
all-work. "Was it a log-line, or a bow-line, or a cod-
line, or a bit of the equator, eh ?"
The old salt deigned no reply to this passing sally,
but continued his converse with Singleton.
"I could give ye many a long yarn about the South
Seas," said Buzzby, gazing abstractedly down into the
deep. "One time when I was about fifty miles to
the sou'-west o' Cape Horn, I-"
"Dinner's ready, sir," said a thin, tall, active man,
stepping smartly up to Singleton, and touching his
cap.
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The captain loves punctuality." So saying, the young
surgeon sprang down the companion ladder, leaving
the old salt to smoke his pipe in solitude.
And here we may pause a few seconds to describe
our ship and her crew.
The Dolphin was a tight, new, barque-rigged vessel
of about three hundred tons burden, built expressly
for the northern whale-fishery, and carried a crew of
forty-five men. Ships that have to battle with the
,ice require to be much more powerfully built than
those that sail in unencumbered seas. The Dolphin
united strength with capacity and buoyancy. The
under part of her hull and sides were strengthened
with double timbers, and fortified externally with
plates of iron, while, internally, stanchions and cross-
beams were so arranged as to cause pressure on any
part to be supported by the whole structure; and on
her bows, where shocks from the ice might be ex-
pected to be most frequent and severe, extra planking,
of immense strength and thickness, was secured. In
other respects, the vessel was fitted up much in the
same manner as ordinary merchantmen. The only
other peculiarity about her worthy of notice was the
crow's-nest, a sort of barrel-shaped structure fastened
to the fore-mast-head, in which, when at the whaling-
ground, a man is stationed to look out for whales.
The chief men in the ship were Captain Guy, a vigor-
ous, earnest, practical American; Mr. Bolton, the first
mate, a stout, burly, off-hand Englishman; and Mr.
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raw-boned Scot, whose opinion of himself was un-
bounded, whose power of argument was extraordinary,
not to say exasperating, and who stood six feet three
in his stockings. Mivins, the steward, was, as we
have already remarked, a tall, thin, active young
man, of a brisk, lively disposition, and was somewhat
of a butt among the men, but being in a position of
power and trust, he was respected. The young sur-
geon, Tom Singleton, whom we have yet scarcely in-
troduced to the reader, was a tall, slim, but firmly-knit
youth, with a kind, gentle disposition. He was always
open, straightforward, and polite. He never indulged
in broad humour, though he .ni]...l it much, seldom
ventured on a witticism, was rather shy in the com-
pany of his companions, and spoke little; but for a
quiet, pleasant lete-. '..' there was not a man in the
ship equal to Tom Singleton. His countenance was
Spanish-looking and handsome, his hair black, short,
and curling, and his budding moustache was soft and
dark as the eyebrow of an Andalusian belle.
It would be unpardonable, in this catalogue, to omit
the cook, David Mizzle. He was round, and fat, and
oily, as one of his own duff" puddings. To look at
him you could not help suspecting that he purloined
and ate at least half of the salt pork he cooked, and
his sly, dimpling laugh, in which every feature par-
ticipated, from the point of his broad chin to the top
of his bald head, rather tended to favour this suppo-
sition. Mizzle was prematurely bald-being quite a
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usually attributed it to the fact of his having been so
long employed about the cooking coppers, that the
excessive heat to which he was exposed had stewed
all the hair off his head The crew was made up of
stout, active men in the prime of life, nearly all of
whom had been more or less accustomed to the whale-
fishing, and some of the harpooners were giants in
muscular development and breadth of shoulder, if not
in height.
Chief among these harpooners was Amos Parr, a
short, thick-set, powerful man of about thirty-five,
who had been at sea since he was a little boy, and
had served in the fisheries of both the Northern and
Southern Seas. No one knew what country had the
honour of producing him-indeed, he was ignorant of
that point himself; for, although he had vivid recol-
lections of his childhood having been spent among green
hills, and trees, and streamlets, he was sent to sea
with a strange captain before he was old enough to
care about the name of his native land. Afterwards
he ran away from his ship, and so lost all chance of
ever discovering who he was; but, as he sometimes
remarked, he didn't much care who he was, so long as
he was himself; so it didn't matter. From a slight
peculiarity in his accent, and other qualities, it was
surmised that he must be an Irislhman-a supposition
which he rather encouraged, being partial to the sons,
and particularly partial to the daughters, of the Emerald
Isle, one of which last he had married just six months
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Such were the Dolphin and her crew, and merrily
they bowled along over the broad Atlantic with
favouring winds, and without meeting with anything
worthy of note until they neared the coast of Green-
land.
One fine morning, just as the party in the cabin
had finished breakfast, and were dallying with the
last few morsels of the repast, as men who have
more leisure than they desire are wont to do, there
was a sudden shock felt, and a slight tremor passed
through the ship as if something had struck her.
"Ha! exclaimed Captain Guy, finishing his cup of
chocolate, there goes the first bump."
Ice ahead, sir," said the first mate, looking down
the skylight.
"Is there much ?" asked the captain, rising and
taking down a small telescope from the hook on
which it usually hung.
Not much, sir-only a stream ; but there is an ice-
blink right ahead all along the horizon."
"How's her head, Mr. Bolton? "
"Nor'-west and by north, sir."
Before this brief conversation came to a close, Fred
Ellice and Tom Singleton sprang up the companion lad-
der, and stood on the deck gazing ahead with feelings
of the deepest interest. Both youths were well read in
the history of Polar Seas and Regions; they were well
acquainted, by name at least, with : ..., and bergs, and
hummocks of ice, but neither of them had seen such
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young minds with all that was romantic and wild,
hyperborean and polar, brilliant and sparkling, and
light and white-emphatically white. To behold ice
actually floating on the salt sea was an incident of
note in their existence ; and certainly the impressions
of their first day in the ice remained sharp, vivid, and
prominent, long after scenes of a much more striking
nature had faded from the tablets of their memories.
At first the prospect that met their ardent gaze was
not calculated to excite excessive admiration. There
were only a few masses of low ice 1 i, ri M, about in va-
rious directions. The wind was steady, but light, and
seemed as if it would speedily fall altogether. Gradu-
ally the blink on the horizon (as the light haze always
distinguishable above ice, or snow-covered land, is
called) resolved itself into a long white line of ice,
which seemed to grow larger as the ship neared it,
and in about two hours more they were fairly in the
midst of the pack, which was fortunately loose enough
to admit of the vessel being navigated through the
channels of open water. Soon after, the sun broke
out in cloudless splendour, and the wind fell entirely,
leaving the ocean in a dead calm.
Let's go to the fore-top, Tom," said Fred, seizing
his friend by the arm and hastening to the shrouds.
In a few seconds they were seated alone on the
little platform at the top of the fore-mast, just where
it is connected with the fore-top-mast, and from this
elevated position they gazed in silent delight upon
the fairy-like scene.







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Those who have never stood at the mast-head of a
ship at sea in a dead cahn cannot comprehend the
feeling of intense solitude that fills the mind in such
a position. i I. is nothing analogous to it on land.
To stand on the summit of a tower and look down
on the busy multitude below is not the same, for
there the sounds are quite different in tone, and signs
of life are visible all over the distant country, while
cries from afar reach the ear, as well as those from
below. But from the mast-head you hear only the
few subdued sounds under your feet-all beyond is
silence ; you behold only the small, oval-shaped plat-
form that is your wor ld-beyond lies the calm deso-
late ocean. On deck you cannot realize this feeling,
for there sails and yards tower above you, and masts,
and boats, and cordage intercept your view ; but from
above you t.de in, the intense minuteness of your
home at a single glance--you stand aside, as it were,
and in some measure comprehend the insignificance
of the '' to which you have committed your life.
The scene witnessed by our friends at the mast-
head of the DoIlpiin on this occasion was surpassingly
beautiful. Far as the eye could stretch the sea was
covered with islands and fields of ice of every con-
ceivable shape. Some rose in little peaks and pin-
nacles, some il. I, JI in the form of arches and domes,
some were broken and : _- .1 like the ruins of old
border strongholds, while others were flat and level
like fields of white marble; and so calm was it, that
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work of polished steel, in which the sun shone with
dazzling brilliancy. The tops of the icy islets were
pure white, and the sides of the higher ones of a
delicate blue colour, which gave to the scene a trans-
parent lightness that rendered it pre-eminently fairy-
like.
"It far surpasses anything I ever conceived," ejac-
ulated Singleton after a long silence. No wonder
that authors speak of scenes being indescribable.
Does it not seem like a dream, Fred ?"
"Tom," replied Fred earnestly, "I've been trying to
fancy ,., -- ~i in another world, and I have almost
succeeded. When I look long and intently at the
ice, I get almost to believe that these are streets, and
palaces, and cathedrals. I never felt so strong a
desire to have wings that I might fly from one island
to another, and go !i-i..i. in and out and round
about those blue caves and sparkling pinnacles."
It's a curious fancy, Fred, but not unnatural."
Tom," said Fred after another long silence, has
not the thought occurred to you that God made it
all ?"
Some such thought did cross my mind, Fred, for
a moment, but it soon passed away. Is it not very
strange that the idea of the Creator is so seldom and
so slightly connected with his works in our minds ? "
Again there was a long silence. Both youths had
a desire to continue the conversation, and yet each
felt an unaccountable reluctance to renew it. Neither
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is enmity against God, and that, until he is converted
by the Holy Spirit, man neither loves to think of his
Maker nor to speak of him.
While they sat thus musing, a breeze dimmed the
surface of the sea, and the Dolphin, which had hither-
to lain motionless in one of the numerous canals,
began slowly to advance between the islands of ice.
The breeze f- i .l.... and rendered it impossible to
avoid an occasional collision with the floating masses;
but the good ship was well armed for the fight, and,
although she quivered under the blows, and once or
twice recoiled, she pushed her way through the pack
gallantly. In the course of an hour or two they were
once more in comparatively clear water.
Suddenly there came a cry from the crow's-nest-
There she blows "
Instantly every man in the ship sprang to his feet
as if he had received an electric shock.
Where away ? shouted the captain.
On the lee-bow, sir," replied the look-out.
From a state of comparative quiet and repose the
ship was now thrown into a condition of the utmost
animation, and, apparently, unmeaning confusion.
The sight of a whale acted on the spirits of the men
like wild-fire.
There she blows !" sang out the man at the mast-
head again.
"Are we keeping right for her ? asked the captain.
Keep her away a bit; steady !" replied the look-
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"Steady it is answered the man at the wheel.
Call all hands and get the boats out, Mr. Bolton,"
said the captain.
All hands ahoy !" shouted the mate in a tempest-
uous voice, while the men rushed to their respective
stations.
Boat-steerers, get your boats ready."
Ay, ay, sir."
There go flukes," cried the look-out, as the whale
dived and tossed its flukes-that is, its tail-in the
air, not more than a mile on the lee-bow ; "she's head-
ing right for the ship."
Down with the helm I roared the captain. Mr.
Bolton, brace up the mizzen-top-saill Hoist and
swing the boats Lower away "
In another moment three boats struck the water,
and their respective crews tumbled tumultuously into
them. Fred and Singleton sprang into the stern-
sheets of the captain's boat just as it pushed off; and,
in less than five minutes, the three boats were bound-
ing over the sea in the direction of the whale like
race-horses. Every man did his best, and the tough
oars bent like hoops as each boat's crew strove to out-
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CHAPTER IV.


The chase and the battle-The chances and dawyeris of whaling c'ar--Buzzby
dives for his life awn saves it-So does the chalc and loses it-An
anxious niyht, which tceriinu.les happily, tihouz. h with a heavy loss.

T HE chase was not a long one, for, while the boats
were rowing swiftly towards the whalethe whale
was, all unconsciously, swimming towards the boats.
Give way now, lads, give way," said the captain
in a suppressed voice; bend your backs, boys, and
don't let the mate beat us."
The three boats flew over the sea, as the men
strained their muscles to the utmost, and for some time
they kept almost in line, being pretty equally matched;
but gradually the captain shot ahead, and it became
evident that his harpooner, Amos Parr, was to have
the honour of harpooning the first whale. Amos
pulled the bow-oar, and behind him was the tub with
the line coiled away, and the harpoon bent on to it.
Being an experienced whaleman, he evinced no sign
of excitement, save in the brilliancy of his dark eye
and a very slight flush on his bronzed face. They
had now neared the whale and ceased rowing for a
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"There she goes cried Fred in a tone of intense
excitement, as he caught sight of the whale not more
than fifty yards ahead of the boat.
Now, boys," cried the captain, in a hoarse whisper,
"spring hard--lay back hard, I say--stad up "
At the last word Amos Parr sprang to his feet and
seized the harpoon, the boat ran right on to the
whale's back, and in an instant Parr sent two irons to
the hitches into the fish.
Stern all The men backed their oars with all
their might, in order to avoid the flukes of the wounded
monster of the deep, as it plunged down headlong into
the sea, taking the line out perpendicularly like light-
ning. This was a moment of great danger. The
friction of the line as it passed the 1-._. ... .1 was so
great that Parr had to keep constantly pouring water
on it to prevent its catching fire. A hitch in the line
at that time, as it iI. out of the tub, or any accidental
entanglement, would have I1- .. .1 the boat and crew
right down: many such fatal accidents occur to whalers,
and many a poor fellow has had a foot or an arm torn
off, or been dragged overboard and drowned, in conse-
quence of getting entangled. One of the men stood
ready with a small hatchet to cut the line in a moment,
if necessary; for whales sometimes run out all tlht is
in a boat at the first plunge, and should none of the
other boats be at hand to lend a second line to attach
to the one nearly expended, there is nothing for it
but to cut. On the present occasion, however, none of
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The line ran all clear, and long before it was exhausted
the whale ceased to descend, and the slack was hauled
rapidly in.
Meanwhile the other boats pulled up to the scene
of action, and prepared to strike the instant the fish
should rise to the surface. It appeared, suddenly, not
twenty yards from the mate's boat, where Buzzby,
who was harpooner, stood in the bow ready to give it
the iron.
"Spring, lads, spring!" shouted the mate, as the
whale spouted into the air a thick stream of water.
The boat dashed up, and Buzzby planted his harpoon
vigorously. Instantly the broad !lI iI of the tail
were tossed into the air, and, for a single second,
spread like a canopy over Buzzby's head. There was
no escape. The quick eye of the whaleman saw at a
glance that the effort to back out was hopeless. He
bent his head, and the next moment was deep down
in the waves. Just as he disappeared the flukes
descended on the spot which he had left, and cut the
bow of the boat completely away, sending the stern
high into the air with a violence that tossed men, and
oars, and shattered planks, and cordage, flying over
the monster's back into the seething caldron of foam
around it. It was apparently a scene of the most
complete and instantaneous destruction, yet, strange to
say, not a man was lost. A few seconds after, the
white foam of the sea was dotted with black heads as
the men rose one by one to the surface, and struck out
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They're lost!" cried Fred Ellice in a voice of horror.
Not a bit of it, youngster; they're safe enough,
Ill warrant," replied the captain, as his own boat flew
past the spot, towed by the whale.-" Pay out, Amos
Parr; give him line, or he'll tear the bows out of us."
Ay, ay, sir," sang out Amos, as he sat coolly pour-
ing water on the loggerhead round which a coil of
the rope was whizzing like lightning; all right.
The mate's men are all safe, sir; I counted them as
we shot past, and I seed Buzzby come up last of all,
blowin' like a grampus; and small wonder, considering'
the dive he took."
Take another turn of the coil, Amos, and hold on,"
said the captain.
The harpooner obeyed, and away they went after
the whale like a rocket, with a tremendous strain on
the line and a bank of white foam gurgling up to the
edge of the gunwale, that every moment threatened to
fill the boat and sink her. Such a catastrophe is of
not unfrequent occurrence, when whalemen thus towed
by a whale are tempted to hold on too long; and
many instances have happened of boats and their
crews being in this way 1! ., .1 under water and lost.
Fortunately the whale dashed horizontally through
the water, so that the boat was able to hold on and
follow, and in a short time the creature paused and
rose for air. Again the men bent to their oars, and
the rope was hauled in until they came quite close
to the fish. This time a harpoon was thrown and a
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parts of its huge carcass, as was evidenced by the
blood which it spouted and the convulsive lashing of
its tremendous tail.
While the captain's crew were thus engaged, Saun-
ders, the second mate, observing from the ship the
accident to the first mate's boat, sent off a party of
men to the rescue, thus setting free the third boat,
which was steered by a strapping fellow named Peter
Grim, to follow up the chase. Peter Grim was the
ship's carpenter, and he took after his name. He was,
as the sailors expressed it, a grim customer," being
burnt by the sun to a deep rich brown colour, besides
being covered nearly up to the eyes with a thick coal-
black beard and moustache, which completely con-
cealed every part of his visage except his prominent
nose and dark, fiery-looking eyes. He was an im-
mense man, the largest in the ship, probably, if we
except the Scotch second mate Saunders, to whom
he was about equal in all respects-except argument.
Like most big men, he was peaceable and good-
humoured.
Look alive now, lads," said Grim, as the men pulled
towards the whale; we'll get a chance yet, we shall,
if you give way like tigers. Split your sides, boys-
do-that's it. Ah there she goes right down. Pull
away now, and be ready when she rises."
As he spoke the whale suddenly sotunded-that is,
went perpendicularly down, as it had done when first
struck-and continued to descend until most of the line
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Hoist an oar !" cried Amos Parr, as he saw the coil
diminishing. Grim observed the signal of distress,
and encouraged his men to use their utmost exertions.
"Another oar !-another shouted Parr, as the whale
continued its headlong descent.
"Stand by to cut the line," said Captain Guy with
compressed lips. "No! hold on, hold on !"
At this moment, having drawn down more than a
thousand fathoms of rope, the whale slackened its
speed, and Parr, taking another coil round the logger-
head, held on until the boat was almost di i.- -,. under
water. Then the line became loose, and the slack was
hauled in rapidly. i\I .,! -hile Grim's boat had reached
the spot, and the men now lay on their oars at some
distance ahead, ready to pull the instant the whale
should show itself. Up it came, not twenty yards
ahead. One short, energetic pull, and the second boat
sent a harpoon deep into it, while Grim sprang to the
bow and thrust a lance with deadly force deep into
the carcass. The monster sent up a stream of mingled
blood, oil, and water, and whirled its huge tail so
violently that the sound could be heard a mile off.
Before it dived again, the captain's boat came up, and
succeeded in making fast another harpoon, while several
additional lance-thrusts were given with effect, and it
seemed as if the battle were about to terminate, when
suddenly the whale struck the sea with a clap like
thunder, and darted away once more like a rocket to
windward, tearing the two boats after it as if they had
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Meanwhile a change had come over the scene. The
sun had set, red and lowering, behind a bank of dark
clouds, and there was every appearance of stormy
weather; but as yet it was nearly caln, and the ship
was unable to beat up against the light breeze in the
wake of the two boats, which were soon far away on
the horizon. Then a furious gust arose and passed
away, a dark cloud covered the sky as night fell, and
soon boats and whale were utterly lost to view.
Wae's me cried the big Scotch mate, as he ran up
and down the quarter-deck wringing his hands, what
is to be done noo ? "
Saunders spoke a mongrel kind of language-a
mixture of Scotch and English-in which, although
the Scotch words were sparsely scattered, the Scotch
accent was very strong.
How's her head ? "
Nor'-nor'-west, sir."
Keep her there, then. Maybe, if the wind holds
stiddy, we may overhaul them before it's quite dark."
Although Saunders was really in a state of the
utmost consternation at this unexpected termination
to the whale-hunt, and expressed the agitation of his
feelings pretty freely, lie was too thorough a seaman
to neglect anything that was necessary to be done
under the circumstances. He took the exact bearings
of the point at which the boats had disappeared, and
during the night, which turned out gusty and threaten-
ing, kept making short tacks, while lanterns were hung
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bonfire, of tarred materials was slung at the end of a
spar and thrust out over the stern of the ship. But
for many hours there was no sign of the boats, and
the crew of the Dolphin began to entertain the most
gloomy forebodings regarding them.
At length, towards morning, a small speck of light
was noticed on the weather-beam. It flickered for a
moment, and then disappeared.
"Did ye see yon ? said Saunders to Mivins in an
agitated whisper, laying his huge hand on the shoulder
of that worthy. "Down your helm (to the steers-
man).
"Ay, ay, sir !"

Steady it is, sir."
Mivins's face, which for some hours had worn an
expression of deep anxiety, relaxed into a bland smile,
and he smote his thigh powerfully, as he exclaimed,
"That's them, sir, andl no mistake What's your
opinion, Mr. Saunders ? "
The second mate peered earnestly in the direction
in which the light had been seen; and livins, turning
in the same direction, screwed up his visage into a
knot of earnest attention so complicated and intense,
that it seemed as if no human power could evermore
unravel it.
"There it goes again !" cried Saunders, as the light
flashed distinctly over the sea.
"Down helm; back fore-top-sails lie shouted,
springing forward; "lower away the boat there "







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In a few seconds the ship was hove to, and a boat,
with. a lantern fixed to an oar, was plunging over the
swell in the direction of the light. Sooner than was
expected they came up with it, and a hurrah in the
distance told that all was right.
"Here we are, thank God," cried Captain Guy,
' safe and sound. We don't require assistance, Mr.
Saunders; pull for the ship."
A short pull sufficed to bring the three boats along-
side, and in a few seconds more the crew were con-
gratulating their comrades with that mingled feeling
of deep heartiness and a disposition to jest which is
characteristic of men who are used to danger, and
think lightly of it after it is over.
We've lost our fish, however," remarked Captain
Guy, as he passed the crew on his way to the cabin;
" but we must hope for better luck next time."
"Well, well," said one of the men, wringing the
water out of his wet clothes as he walked forward,
" we got a good laugh at Peter Grim, if we got nothing'
else by our trip."
How was that, Jack ? "
Why, ye see, jist before the whale gave in, it sent
up a spout o' blood and oil as thick as the main-mast,
and, as luck would have it, down it came slap on the
head of Grim, drenchin' him from head to foot, and
making' him as red as a lobster."
"'Ow did you lose the fish, sir ? inquired Mivins,
as our hero sprang up the side, followed by Singleton.
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tions now-a-days. We sanko him, and that was the
last of it. After he had towed us I don't know how
far-out of sight of the ship at any rate-he sud-
denly stopped, and we pulled up and gave him some
tremendous digs with the lances, until he spouted jets
of blood, and we made sure of him, when all at once
down he went head-foremost like a cannon ball, and
took all the line out of both boats, so we had to cut,
and he never came up again. At least, if he did it
became so dark that we never saw him. Then we
pulled to where we thought the ship was, and, after
rowing nearly all night, caught sight of your lights;
and here we are, dead tired, wet to the skin, and minus
about two miles of whale-line and three harpoons."
















CHAPTER V.


Miscellaneous reflections-The coast of Grcedland-Upernavik-News oJ
the Pole Star "-Midnight-day-Scientific facts and fairy-like scenes-
Torn Singleton's opinion of poor old women-In danger of a squeere--
Escape.

N pursuance of his original intention, Captain Guy
now proceeded through Davis' Straits into
Baffin's Bay, at the head of which he intended to
search for the vessel of his friend Captain Ellice,
and afterwards prosecute the whale-fishery. Off the
coast of Greenland many whalers were seen actively
engaged in warfare with the giants of the Polar Seas,
and to several of these Captain Guy spoke, in the
faint hope of gleaning some information as to the fate
of the Pole ..'. but without success. It was now
apparent to the crew of the Dolphin that they were
engaged as much on a searching as a whaling expedi-
tion; and the fact that the commander of the lost
vessel was the father of "young Mr. Fred," as they
styled our hero, induced them to take a deep interest
in the success of their undertaking.
This interest was further increased by the graphic
account that honest John Buzzby gave of the death of
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spoke of his old captain. Fred, too, had, by his frank,
affable manner and somewhat reckless disposition,
rendered himself a general favourite with the men,
and had particularly recommended himself to Mivins
the steward (who was possessed of an intensely roman-
tic spirit), by stating once or twice very emphatically
that he (Fred) meant to land on the coast of Baffin's
Bay, should the captain fail to find his father, and
continue the search on foot and alone. There was no
doubt whatever that poor Fred was in earnest, and
had made up his mind to die in the search rather than
not find him. He little knew the terrible nature of
the country in which for a time his lot was to be cast,
and the hopelessness of such an undertaking as he
meditated. With boyish inconsiderateness he thought
not of how his object was to be accomplished; he
cared not what impossibilities lay in the way; but,
with manly determination, he made up his mind to
quit the ship and search for his father through the
length and breadth of the land. Let not the reader
smile at what he may perhaps style a childish piece
of enthusiasm. Many a youth at his age has dreamed
of attempting as great if not greater impossibilities.
All honour, we say, to the boy who dreams impossi-
bilities, and greater honour to him who, like Fred,
resolves to attempt them James Watt stared at an
iron tea-kettle till his eyes were dim, and meditated
the monstrous impossibility of making that kettle
work like a horse; and men might (perhaps did)
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Watt znoz ?-now that thousands of iron kettles are
dashing like dreadful comets over the length and
breadth of the land, not to mention the sea, with
long tails of men and women and children behind
them I
"That's 'ow it is, sir," Mivins used to say, when
spoken to by Fred on the Il.i.. ; I've never bin in
cold countries myself, sir, but I've bin in 'ot, and I
knows that with a stout pair o' legs and a will to
work, a man can work 'is way anywhere. Of course
there's not much of a population in them parts, I've
heerd; but there's Heskimos, and where one man can
live so can another, and what one man can do so can
another-that's bin my experience, and I'm not
ashamed to hown it, I'm not, though I do say it as
shouldn't, and I honour you, sir, for your filleral de-
tarmination to find your father, sir, and-"
Steward shouted the captain down the cabin

"Yes, sir !"
Bring me the chart."
"Yes, sir," and Mivins disappeared like a Jack-in-
the-box from the cabin just as Tom Singleton entered
it.
SHere we are, Fred," he said, seizing a telescope
that hung over the cabin door, within sight of the
Danish settlement of Upernavik; come on deck and
see it."
Fred needed no second bidding. It was here that
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information obtained regarding the Pole Star, and it
was with feelings of no common interest that the
two friends examined the low-roofed houses of this
out-.i-ti..-p. ,I settlement.
In an hour afterwards the captain and first mate
with our young friends landed amid the clamorous
greetings of the entire population, and proceeded to
the residence of the governor, who received them with
great kindness and hospitality; but the only informa-
tion they could obtain was that, a year ago, Captain
Ellice had been driven there in his brig by stress of
weather, and after refitting and taking in a supply of
provisions, had set sail for England.
Here the Dolpihin laid in a supply of dried fish,
and procured several dogs, besides an Esquimau in-
terpreter and hunter, named Meetuck.
Leaving this little settlement, they stood out once
more to sea, and threaded their way among the ice,
with which they were now well acquainted in all its
forms, from the mighty berg, or mountain of ice, to
the wide field. They passed in succession one or two
Esquimau settlements, the last of which, Yotlik, is
the most northerly point of colonization. Beyond
this all was terra '*....... ','.. Here inquiry was again
made through the medium of the Esquimau inter-
preter who had been taken on board at Upernavik,
and they learned that the brig in question had been
last seen beset in the pack, and driving to the north-
ward. Whether or not she had ever returned they
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A consultation was now held, and it was resolved to
proceed north, as far as the ice would permit, towards
Smith's Sound, and examine the coast carefully in that
direction.
For several weeks past there had been gradually
coining over the aspect of nature a change, to which
we have not yet referred, and which filled Fred Ellice
and his friend, the young surgeon, with surprise and
admiration. This was the long-continued daylight,
which now lasted the whole night round, and in-
creased in intensity every day as they advanced
north. They had, indeed, often heard and read of it
before, but their minds had utterly failed to form a
correct conception of the exquisite calmness and
beauty of the .. '.7.. '.. :'-., I of the north.
Every one knows that, in consequence of the axis
of the earth not being perpendicular to the plane of
its orbit round the sun, the poles are alternately
directed more or less tocucards that great luminary
during one part of the year, and acuay from it during
another part. So that far north the days during the
one season grow longer and longer until at last there
is one long 7. .' of many weeks' duration, in which
the sun does not set at all and during the other
season there is one 7.... ,';.'7'. in which the sun is
never seen. It was approaching the height of the
summer season when the Dolphin entered the Arctic
Regions, and, although the sun descended below the
horizon for a short time each night, there was scarcely
any diminution of the light at all, and, as far as one's







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sensations were concerned, there was but one long
continuous day, which grew brighter and brighter at
midnight as they advanced.
"How thoroughly splendid this is remarked Tom
Singleton to Fred one night, as they sat in their
favourite outlook, the main-top, gazing down on the
glassy sea, which was covered with snowy icebergs
and floes, and bathed in the rays of the sun; "and
how wonderful to think that the sun will only set
for an hour or so, and then get up as splendid as
ever!"
The evening was still as death. Not a sound broke
upon the ear save the gentle cries of a few sea-birds
that dipped ever and anon into the sea, as if to kiss it
gently while asleep, and then circled slowly into the
bright sky again. The sails of the ship, too, flapped
very gently, and a spar creaked plaintively, as the
vessel rose and fell on the gentle undulations that
seemed to be the breathing of the ocean. But such
sounds did not disturb the universal stillness of the
hour; neither did the gambols of yonder group of
seals and walruses that were at play round some fan-
tastic blocks of ice; nor did the soft murmur of the
swell that broke in surf at the foot of yonder iceberg,
whose blue sides were seamed with a thousand water-
courses, and whose jagged pinnacles rose up like
needles of steel into the clear atmosphere.
There were many bergs in sight, of various shapes
and sizes, at some distance from the ship, which caused
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a source of admiration to our young friends in the
main-top.
"Tom," said Fred, breaking a long silence, it may
seem a strange idea to you, but, do you know, I cannot
help fancying that heaven must be something like this."
"I'm not sure that that's such a strange idea, Fred,
for it has two of the characteristics of heaven in it-
peace and rest."
True; that didn't strike me. Do you know, I
wish that it were always calm like this, and that we
had no wind at all."
Tom smiled. Your voyage would be a long one
if that were to happen. I daresay the Esquimaux
would join with you in the wish, however, for their
kayaks and oomiaks are better adapted for a calm
than a stormy sea."
Tom," said Fred, breaking another long silence,
you're very tiresome and stupid to-night, why don't
you talk to me ? "
"Because this delightful dreamy evening inclines
me to think and be silent."
Ah, Tom that's your chief fault. You are always
inclined to think too much and to talk too little. Now
I, on the contrary, am always-"
Inclined to talk too much and think too little-eh,
Fred ?"
"Bah don't try to be funny, man; you haven't
it in you. Did you ever see such a miserable set of
creatures as the old Esquimau women are at Uper-
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Why, what put them into your head ? inquired
Tom laughing.
"Yonder iceberg Look at it! There's the nose and
chin exactly of the extraordinary hag you gave your
silk pocket-handkerchief to at parting. Now, I never
saw such a miserable old woman as that before, did
you ?"
Tom Singleton's whole demeanour changed, and his
dark eyes brightened as the strongly-marked brows
frowned over them, while he replied, Yes, Fred, I
have seen old women more miserable than that. I
have seen women so old that their tottering limbs
could scarcely support them, going about in the
bitterest November winds, with clothing too scant to
cover their wrinkled bodies, and so ragged and filthy
that you would have shrunk from touching it-I have
seen such groping about among heaps of filth that
the very dogs looked at and turned away from as if
in disgust."
Fred was inclined to laugh at his friend's sudden
change of manner; but there was something in the
young surgeon's character-perhaps its deep earnest-
ness- that rendered it impossible, at least for his
friends, to be jocular when he was disposed to be
serious. Fred became grave as he spoke.
Where have you seen such poor wretches, Tom ?"
he asked, with a look of interest.
"In the cities, the civilized cities of our own
Christian land. If you have ever walked about the
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the world was astir, at gray dawn, you must have
seen them shivering along and scratching among the
refuse cast out by the tenants of the neighboring
houses. O Fred, Fred in my professional career,
short though it has been, I have seen much of these
poor old women, and many others whom the world
never sees on the streets at all, experiencing a slow,
lingering death by starvation, and fatigue, and cold.
It is the foulest blot on our country that there is no
sufficient provision for the aged poor."
"I have seen those old women too," replied Fred,
"but I never thought very seriously about them be-
fore."
That's it-that's just it; people don't thiink, other-
wise this dreadful state of things would not continue.
Just listen zno, for a moment, to what I have to say.
But don't imagine that I'm standing up for the poor
in general. I don't feel-perhaps I'm ,..,." con-
tinued Tom thoughtfully-" perhaps I'm wrong-I
hope not-but it's a fact, I don't feel much for the
young and the sturdy poor, and I make it a rule
,wver to give a farthing to ....i. beggars, not even
to little children, for I know full well that they are
sent out to beg by idle, good-for-nothing parents. I
stand up only for the aged poor, because, be they good
or wicked, they cannot help themselves. If a man
fell down in the street, struck with some dire disease
that shrunk his muscles, unstrung his nerves, made his
heart tremble, and his skin shrivel up, would you look
upon him and then pass him by without vthAn:i]g ? "







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No," cried Fred in an emphatic tone, I would
not I would stop and help him."
"Then, let me ask you," resumed Tom earnestly,
"is there any eIin. .. ... between the weakness of
muscle and the faintness of heart which is produced
by disease, and that which is produced by old age,
except that the latter is incurable ? Have not these
women feelings like other women ? Think you that
there are not amongst them those who have 'known
better times' ? They think of sons and daughters
dead and gone, perhaps, just as other old women in
better circumstances do. But they must not indulge
such depressing thoughts; they must reserve all the
energy, the stamina they have, to drag round the city
-barefoot, it may be, and in the cold-to beg for
food, and scratch up what they can find among the
cinder heaps. They groan over past comforts and
past times, perhaps, and think of the days when their
limbs were strong and their cheeks were smooth; for
they were not always 'hags.' And remember that
once they had friends who loved them and cared for
them, although they are old, unknown, and desolate
lOW."
Tom paused and pressed his hand upon his flushed
forehead.
You may think it strange," he continued, that I
speak to you in this way about poor old women, but
I feel deeply for their forlorn condition. The young
can help themselves, more or less, and they have
strength to stand their sorrows, with hope, blessed
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hope, to keep them up; but poor old men and old
women cannot help themselves, and cannot stand their
sorrows, and, as far as this life is concerned, they have
no hope, except to die soon and easy, and, if possible,
in summer time, when the wind is not so very cold
and bitter."
SBut how can this be put right, Tom ? asked Fred
in a tone of deep commiseration. Our being sorry
for it and anxious about it (and you've made me
sorry, I assure you) can do very little good, you
know."
"I don't know, Fred," replied Tom, sinking into his
usual quiet tone. "If every city and town in Great
Britain would start a society, whose first resolution
should be that they would not leave one poor old man
or woman unprovided for, that would do it. Or if the
Government would take it in hand ... .' ,. that would
do it."
Call all hands, Mr. Bolton," cried the captain in a
sharp voice. Get out the ice-poles, and lower away
the boats."
Hallo what's wrong? said Fred, starting up.
Getting too near the bergs, I suspect," remarked
Tom. I say, Fred, before we go on deck, will you
promise to do what I ask you ?"
Well-yes, I will."
Will you promise, then, all through your life,
especially if you ever come to be rich or influential,
to think of and for old men and women who are
poor ?"








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"I will," answered Fred; "but I don't know that
I'll ever be rich, or influential,, or able to help them
much."
Of course you don't. But when a thought about
them strikes you, will you always think it out, and,
if possible, act it out, as God shall enable you ?"
Yes, Tom, I promise to do that as well as I can."
That's right; thank you, my boy," said the young
surgeon, as they descended the shrouds and leaped on
deck.
Here they found the captain walking up and down
rapidly, with an anxious expression of face. After
taking a turn or two he stopped short, and gazed out
astern.
Set the stun'-sails, Mr. Bolton. The breeze will
be up in a little, I think. Let the men pull with a
will."
The order was given, and soon the ship was under
a cloud of canvas, advancing slowly as the boats towed
her between two large icebergs, which had been grad-
ually drawing near to each other the whole after-
noon.
Is there any danger, Buzzby ? inquired Fred, as
the sturdy sailor stood looking at the larger berg,
with an ice-pole in his hands.
Danger ? ay, that there is, lad, more nor's agree-
able, d'ye see. Here we are without a breath o' wind
to get us on, right between two bergs as could crack
us like a walnut. We can't get to starboard of 'em
for the current, nor to larboard of 'em for the pack,







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as ye see, so we must go between them, neck or
nothing."
The danger was indeed imminent. The two bergs
were within a hundred yards of each other, and the
smaller of the two, being more easily moved by the
current probably, was setting down on the larger at a
rate that bade fair to decide the fate of the Dolphin
in a few minutes. The men rowed lustily, but their
utmost exertions could move the ship but slowly.
Aid was coming, however, direct from the hand of
Him who is a refuge in the time of danger. A
breeze was creeping over the calm sea right astern,
and it was to meet this that the studding-sails had
been set a-low and aloft, so that the wide-spreading
canvas, projecting far to the right and left, had, to
an inexperienced eye, the appearance of being out of
all proportion to the little hull by which it was
supported.
With breathless anxiety those on board stood watch-
ing the two bergs and the approaching breeze.
At last it came. A few cat's-paws ruffled the
surface of the sea, distending the sails for a moment,
then leaving them flat and loose as before. This, how-
ever, was sufficient; another such puff, and the ship
was almost out of danger; but before it came the pro-
jecting summit of the smaller berg was overhanging
the deck. At this critical moment the wind began to
blow steadily, and soon the Dolphin was in the open
water beyond. Five minutes after she had passed,
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than thunder; the summits and large portions of the
sides fell with a succession of crashes like the roaring
of artillery, just above the spot where the ship had
lain not a quarter of an hour before; and the vessel,
for some time after, rocked violently to and fro in
the surges that the plunge of the falling masses had
raised.

















CHAPTER VI.


The lnle-Anchored t o a berg which proCve to be a treahchcrous one-Danlgers
of the "pack"-Beset in the ice-Mivins shows an inquiring mind-
Wlr'uses-Gale freshens-Chains and cables-Holdi)n on for life-An
unexpected discovery-A "nip" and its terrible consequences-Yoked
to an iceberg.

T HE narrow escape related in the last chapter
was but the prelude to a night of troubles.
Fortunately, as we have before mentioned, n7,ight did
not now add darkness to their difficulties. Soon after
passing the bergs, a stiff breeze sprang up off shore,
between which and the Dolp2hin there was a thick
belt of loose ice, or sludge, while outside, the pack
was in motion, and presented a terrible scene of
crashing and grinding masses under the influence of
the breeze, which soon freshened to a gale.
Keep her away two points," said Captain Guy to
the man at the wheel; "we'll make fast to yonder
berg, Mr. Bolton. If this gale carries us into the pack,
we shall be swept far out of our course, if, indeed, we
escape being nipped and sent to the bottom."
Being nippled is one of the numberless dangers to
which Arctic navigators are exposed. Should a vessel
get between two moving fields or floes of ice, there is







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a chance, especially in stormy weather, of the ice
being forced together and squeezing in the sides of
the ship; this is called nipping.
Ah remarked Buzzby, as he stood with folded
arms by the capstan, many and many a good ship
has been sent to the bottom by that same. I've see'd
a brig, with my own two eyes, squeezed together
a'most flat by two big floes of ice, and after doin' it
they jist separated agin and let her go plump down to
the bottom. Before she was nipped, the crew saved
themselves by jumpin' on to the ice, and they wos
picked up by our ship that wos in company."
There's no depending' on the ice, by no means,"
remarked Amos Parr; for I've see'd the self-same sort
of thing that ye mention happen to a small steamer
in Davis' Straits, only instead o' crushing' it flat, the ice
lifted it right high and dry out o' the water, and then
let it down again, without more ado, as sound as iver."
Get out the warps and ice-anchors there !" cried
the captain.
In a moment the men were in the boats and busy
heaving and planting ice-anchors, but it was not until
several hours had been spent in this tedious process
that they succeeded in making fast to the berg.
They had barely accomplished this when the berg
gave indications of breaking up, so they cast off again
in great haste, and not long afterwards a mass of ice,
many tons in weight, fell from the edge of the berg
close to where they had been moored.
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of finding anchoring-ground. At first the ice pre-
sented an impenetrable barrier, but at length a lead
of open water was found, through which they passed
to within a few hundred yards of the shore, which at
this spot showed a front of high precipitous cliffs.
Stand by to let go the anchor!" shouted the
captain.
Ay, ay, sir."
Down your helm Let go !"
Down went the anchor to the music of the rattling
chain-cable-a sound which had not been heard since
the good ship left the shores of Old England.
If we were only a few yards farther in, sir,"
remarked the first-mate, we should be better. I'm
afraid of the stream of ice coming round yonder point."
So am I," replied the captain; but we can
scarcely manage it, I fear, on account of the shore
ice. Get out a boat, Mr. Saunders, and try to fix an
anchor. We may warp in a few yards."
The anchor was fixed, and the men strained at the
capstan with a will, but, notwithstanding their utmost
efforts, they could not penetrate the shore ice. Mean-
while the wind increased, and snow began to fall in
large flakes. The tide, too, as it receded, brought a
stream of ice round the point ahead of them, which
bore right down on their bows. At first the concus-
sions were slight, and the bow of the ship turned the
floes aside; but heavier masses soon came down, and
at last one fixed itself on the cable, and caused the
anchor to drag with a harsh, grating sound.
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Fred Ellice, who stood beside the second mate near
the companion hatch, looked inquiringly at him.
Ah that's bad," said Saunders, shaking his head
slowly; "I dinna like that sound. If we're carried
out into the pack there, dear knows where we'll turn
up in the long run."
Perhaps we'll turn bottom up, sir," suggested the
fat cook as he passed at the moment with a tray of
meat. Mizzle could not resist a .J-, -no matter
how unsuitable the time or dreadful the consequences.
Hold your tongue, sir !" exclaimed Saunders indig-
nantly. Attend to your business, and speak only
when you're spoken to."
With some difficulty the mass of ice that had got
foul of the cable was disengaged, but in a few
moments another and a larger mass fixed upon it,
and threatened to carry it away. In this extremity
the captain ordered the anchor to be hove up; but
this was not easily accomplished, and when at last it
was hove up to the bow both flukes were found to
have been broken off, and the shank was polished
bright with rubbing on the rocks.
Ice now came rolling down in great quantities and
with irresistible force, and at last the ship was whirled
into the much-dreaded pack, where she became firmly
embedded, and drifted along with it before the gale
into the unknown regions of the North all that night.
To add to their distress and danger a thick fog over-
spread the sea, so that they could not tell whither the
ice was carrying them, and to warp out of it was







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impossible. There was nothing for it therefore but
to drive before the gale, and take advantage of the
first opening in the ice that should rti:,' them a
chance of escape.
Towards evening of the following day the gale
abated, and the sun shone out bright and clear; but
the pack remained close as ever, drifting steadily to-
wards the north.
We're far beyond the most northerly sea that has
over yet been reached," remarked Captain Guy to Fred
and Singleton, as he leaned on the weather bulwarks,
and gazed wistfully over the fields of ice in which they
were embedded.
"I beg your pardon for differing, Captain Guy, but I
think that Captain Parry was farther north than this
when he attempted to reach the Pole," remarked Saun-
ders, with the air of a man who was prepared to defend
his position to the last.
Very possibly, Mr. Saunders; but I think we are at
least farther north in this direction than any one has
yet been; at least I make it out so by the chart."
"I'm no sure o' that," rejoined the second mate posi-
tively; "charts are not always to be depended on, and I've
heard that whalers have been up hereabouts before now."
"Perhaps you are right, Mr. Saunders," replied the
captain, smiling; "nevertheless, I shall take observa-
tions, and name the various headlands, until I find
that others have been here before me.-Mivins, hand
me the glass; it seems to me there's a water-sky to
the northward."







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"What is a water-sky, captain ? inquired Fred.
"It is a peculiar, dark appearance of the sky on
the horizon, which indicates open water; just the
reverse of that bright appearance which you have
often seen in the distance, and which we call the ice-
blink."
We'll have open water soon," remarked the second
mate authoritatively.
"Mr. Saunders," said [i--,.- who, having just
ii;i.i ... clearing away and washing up the debris
and dishes of one meal, was enjoying in complete
idleness the ten minutes of leisure that intervened
between that and preparations for the next-" Mr.
Saunders, sir, can you inform me, sir, 'ow it is that
the sea don't freeze at 'ome the same as it does hout
'ere ? "
The countenance of the second mate brightened, for
he prided himself not a little on his vast and varied
stores of knowledge, and nothing pleased him so
much as to be questioned, particularly on knotty
subjects.
Hem yes, Mivins, I can tell 'ee that. Ye must
know that ..- f... fresh water can freeze on the sur-
face the whole volume of it must be cooled down to
40 degrees, and salt water must be cooled down to 45
degrees. Noo, frost requires to be very long continued
and very sharp indeed before it can cool the deep sea
from the top to the bottom, and until it is so cooled it
canna freeze."
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the meaning of the explanation, "'ow very hodd. But
can you tell me, Mr. Saunders, 'ow it is that them 'ere
icebergs is made ? Them's wot I don't comprehend
no ow."
"Ay," replied Saunders, there has been many a
wiser head than yours puzzled for a long time about
icebergs. But if ye'll use yer eyes you'll see how they
are formed. Do you see the high cliffs yonder away
to the nor'-east ? Weel, there are great masses o' ice
that have been formed against them by the melting
and freezing of the snows of many years. When these
become too heavy to stick to the cliffs, they tumble
into the sea and float away as icebergs. But the big-
gest bergs come from the foot of glaciers. You know
what glaciers are, Mivins ? "
No, sir, I don't."
The second mate sighed. "They are immense ac-
cumulations of ice, Mivins, that have been formed by
the freezing and melting of the snows of hundreds
of years. They cover the mountains of Norway and
Switzerland, and many other places in this world, for
miles and miles in extent, and sometimes they flow
down and fill up whole valleys. I once saw one in
Norway that filled up a valley eight miles long, two
miles broad, and seven or eight hundred feet deep; and
that was only a wee bit of it, for I was told by men
who had travelled over it that it covered the moun-
tains of the interior, and made them a level field of
ice, with a surface like rough, hard snow, for more than
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You don't say so, sir !" said Mivins in surprise.
"And don't they never? melt ? "
No, never. What they lose in summer they more
than gain in winter. f. ..! ... .., they are always in
motion; but they move so slow that you may look at
them ever so closely and so long, you'll not be able
to observe the motion-just like the hour hand of
a watch-but we know it by observing the changes
from year to year. There are immense glaciers here
in the Arctic Regions, and the lumps which they are
constantly shedding off into the sea are the icebergs
that one sees and hears so much about."
Mivins seemed deeply impressed with this explana-
tion, and would probably have continued the conversa-
tion much longer, had he not been interrupted by the
voice of his mischievous satellite, Davie Summers, who
touched his forelock and said, Please, Mr. Mlivins,
shall I lay the table-cloth ? or would it be better to
slump dinner with tea this afternoon ? "
Mivins started. Ha caught me napping Down
below, you young dog !
The boy dived instantly, followed, first by a dish-
clout, rolled tightly up and well aimed, and afterwards
by his active-limbed superior. Both reached the region
of smells, cruets, and crockery at the same moment,
and each set energetically to work at their never-
ending duties.
Soon after this the ice suddenly loosened, and the
crew succeeded, after a few hours' hard labour, in
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scarcely had this been accomplished when another storm,
which had been gradually gathering, burst upon them,
and compelled them once more to seek the shelter of
the land.
Numerous walruses rolled about in the bays here, and
they approached much nearer to the vessel than they
had yet done, ,n .i.1 -, those on board a good view of
their huge, uncouth visages, as they shook their -1, _,-
fronts and ploughed up the waves with their tusks.
These enormous creatures are the elephants of the
Arctic Ocean. Their aspect is particularly grim and
fierce, and being nearly equal to elephants in bulk
they are not less terrible than they appear. In form
they somewhat resemble seals, having barrel-shaped
bodies, with round, or rather square, blunt heads and
1... __ bristling moustaches, and two long ivory tusks
which curve downwards instead of upwards, serving
the purpose frequently of hooks, by means of which
and their fore-flippers they can pull themselves up on
the rocks and icebergs. Indeed, they are sometimes
found at a considerable height up the sides of steep
cliffs, basking in the sun.
Fred was anxious to procure the skull of one of
these monstrous animals, but the threatening appear-
ance of the weather rendered any attempt to secure
one at that time impossible. A dark sinister scowl
overhung the blink under the cloud-bank to the south-
ward, and the dovkics which had enlivened their pro-
gress hitherto forsook the channel, as if they distrusted
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paration to meet the coming storm, by warping down
under the shelter of a ledge of rock, to which he made
fast with two good hawsers, while everything was
made snug on board.
We are going to catch it, I fear," said Fred, glanc-
ing at the black clouds that hurried across the sky to
the northward, while he walked the deck with his
friend, Tom Singleton.
"I suspect so," replied Tom, and it does not raise
my spirits to see Saunders shaking his huge visage so
portentously. Do you know, I have a great belief in
that fellow. He seems to know everything and to
have gone through every sort of experience, and I
notice that most of his prognostications come to
pass."
So they do, Tom," said Fred; but I wish he would
put a better face on things till they do come to pass.
His looks are enough to frighten one."
"I think we shall require another line out, Mr.
Saunders," remarked the captain, as the gale freshened,
and the two hawsers were drawn straight and rigid
like bars of iron; send ashore and make a whale-line
fast immediatelyy"
The second mate obeyed with a grunt that seemed
to insinuate that he would have had one out long ago.
In a few minutes it was fast; and not a moment too
soon, for immediately after it blew a perfect hurricane.
Heavier and heavier it came, and the ice began to
drift more wildly than ever. The captain had just
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sharp, twanging snap of a cord was heard. The six-
inch hawser had parted, and they were swinging by
the two others, with the gale roaring like a lion
through the spars and -;_ ... Half a minute more
and twang, twang came another report, and the
whale-line was gone. Only one rope now held them
to the land, and prevented them being swept into the
turmoil of ice, and wind, and water, from which the
rocky ledge protected them. The hawser was a good
one-a new ten-inch rope. It sang like the deep
tones of an organ, loud above the rattle of the :_ _in;_
and the shrouds; but that was its death-song. It gave
way with the noise of a cannon, and in the smoke
that followed its recoil they were Jii .-,:1 out by
the wild ice, and driven hither and thither at its
mercy.
With some difficulty the ship was warped into a
place of comparative security in the rushing drift, but
it was soon thrown loose again, and severely squeezed
by the rolling masses. Then an attempt was made to
set the sails and beat up for the land; but the rudder
was almost unmanageable owing to the ice, and nothing
could be made of it, so they were compelled to go right
before the wind under close-reefed top-sails, in order
to keep some command of the ship. All hands were
on deck watching in silence the ice ahead of them,
which presented a most formidable aspect.
Away to the north the strait could be seen growing
narrower, with heavy ice-tables grinding up and clog-
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in the evening they were close upon the piling masses,
to enter into which seemed certain destruction.
Stand by to let go the anchor cried the captain,
in the desperate hope of being able to wind the ship.
What's that ahead of us ?" exclaimed the first
mate suddenly.
Ship on the starboard bow, right in-shore !" roared
the look-out.
The attention of the crew was for a moment called
from their own critical situation towards the strange
vessel which now came into view, having been pre-
viously concealed from them by a large grounded
berg.
Can you make her out, Mr. Bolton ? "
Yes, sir; I think she's a large brig, but she seems
much chafed, and there's no name left on the stern, if
ever there was one."
As he spoke, the driving snow and fog cleared up
partially, and the brig was seen not three hundred
yards from them, drifting slowly into the loose ice.
There was evidently no one on board; and although
one or two of the sails were loose, they hung in shreds
from the yards. Scarcely had this been noted when
the Dolphin struck against a large mass of ice, and
quivered under the violence of the shock.
"Let go shouted the captain.
Down went the heaviest anchor they had, and for
two minutes the chain flew out at the hawse-hole.
Hold on "
The chain was checked; but the strain was awful.
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A mass of ice, hundreds of tons weight, was tearing
down towards the bow. There was no hope of resist-
ing it. Time was not even afforded to attach a buoy
or log to the cable, so it was let slip, and thus the
Dolphin's best bower was lost for ever.
But there was no time to think of or regret this,
for the ship was now driving down with the gale,
scraping against a lee of ice which was seldom less
than thirty feet thick. Almost at the same moment
the strange vessel was whirled close to them, not more
than fifty yards distant, between two driving masses
of thick ice.
What if it should be my father's brig ? whispered
Fred Ellice, as he grasped Singleton's arm and turned
to him a face of ashy paleness.
No fear of that, lad," said Buzzby, who stood near
the larboard gangway and had overheard the remark.
" I'd know your father's brig among a thousand-"
As he spoke, the two masses of ice closed, and the
brig was nipped between them. For a few seconds
she seemed to tremble like a living creature, and every
timber creaked. Then she was turned slowly on one
side, until the crew of the Dolphin could see down
into her hold, where the beams were giving way and
cracking up as matches might be crushed in the grasp
of a strong hand. Then the larboard bow was ob-
served to yield as if it were made of soft clay, the
starboard bow was pressed out, and the ice was forced
into the forecastle. Scarcely three minutes had passed
since the nip commenced; in one minute more the







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brig went down, and the ice was rolling wildly, as if
in triumph, over the spot where she had disappeared.
The fate of this vessel, which might so soon be their
own, threw a momentary gloom over the crew of the
Dolphin, but their position left them no time for
thought. One upturned mass rose above the gunwale,
smashed in the bulwarks, and deposited half a ton of
ice on deck. Scarcely had this danger passed when a
new enemy appeared in sight ahead. Directly in their
way, just beyond the line of floe-ice against which
they were alternately thumping and grinding, lay a
group of bergs. There was no possibility of avoiding
them, and the only question was, whether they were
to be dashed to pieces on their hard blue sides, or,
perchance, in some providential nook to find a refuge
from the storm.
There's an open lead between them and the floe-
ice," exclaimed Bolton in a hopeful tone of voice, seiz-
ing an ice-pole and leaping on the gunwale.
Look alive, men, with your poles," cried the cap-
tain, and shove with a will! "
The Ay, ay, sir," of the men was uttered with a
heartiness that showed how powerfully this gleam of
hope acted on their spirits; but a new damp was cast
over them when, on gaining the open passage, they
discovered that the bergs were not at rest, but were
bearing down on the floe-ice with slow but awful
momentum, and threatening to crush the ship between
the two. Just then a low berg came driving up from
the southward, dashing the spray over its sides, and







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with its forehead ploughing up the smaller ice as if in
scorn. A happy thought flashed across the captain's
mind.
Down the quarter boat," he cried.
In an instant it struck the water, and four men
were on the thwarts.
Cast an ice-anchor on that berg."
Peter Grim obeyed the order, and, with a swing
that Hercules would have envied, planted it securely.
In another moment the ship was following in the
wake of this novel tug It was a moment of great
danger, for the bergs encroached on their narrow canal
as they advanced, obliging them to brace the yards to
clear the impending ice-walls, and they shaved the
large berg so closely that the port quarter-boat would
have been crushed if it had not been taken from the
davits. Five minutes of such travelling brought them
abreast of a grounded berg, to which they resolved to
make fast. The order was given to cast off the rope.
Away went their white tug on his race to the far
north, and the ship swung round in safety under the
lee of the berg, where the crew acknowledged with
gratitude their merciful deliverance from imminent
danger.
















CHAPTER VII.


New characters introduced-An old game under novel circumstances-Re-
,markable appearances in the sky-O'Tiley eetts with a mishap.

D UMPS was a remarkably grave and sly character,
and Poker was a wag-an incorrigible wag-
in every sense of the term. Moreover, although they
had an occasional fight, Dumps and Poker were ex-
cellent friends, and great favourites with the crew.
We have not yet introduced these individuals to
our reader, but as they will act a conspicuous part in
the history of the Dolphin's adventurous career in the
Arctic Regions, we think it right now to present them.
While at Upernavik, Captain Guy had purchased
a team of six good, tough Esquimau dogs, being
desirous of taking them to England, and there present-
ing them to several of his friends who were anxious
to possess specimens of those animals. Two of these
dogs stood out conspicuous from their fellows, not only
in regard to personal appearance, but also in reference
to peculiarities of character. One was pure white,
with a lively expression of countenance, a large shaggy
body, two erect, sharp-pointed ears, and a short pro-
jection that once had been a tail. Owing to some







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cause unknown, however, his tail had been cut or
bitten off, and nothing save the stump remained. But
this stump did as much duty as if it had been fifty
tails in one. It was never at rest for a moment, and
its owner evidently believed that wagging it was the
true and only way to touch the heart of man; there-
fore the dog "-..-_..1 it, so to speak, doggedly. In
consequence of this animal's thieving propensities,
which led him to be constantly I '., into every hole
and corner of the ship in search of something to steal,
he was named Poker. Poker had three jet-black
spots in his white visage-one was the point of his
nose, the other two were his eyes.
Poker's bosom friend, Dumps, was so named because
he had the sulkiest expression of countenance that
ever fell to the lot of a dog. Hopelessly incurable
melancholy seemed to have taken possession of his
mind, for he never by any chance smiled-and dogs
do smile, you know, just as evidently as human beings
do, although not exactly with their mouths. Dumps
never romped either, being old, but he sat and allowed
his friend Poker to romp round him with a sort of
sulky satisfaction, as if he experienced the greatest
enjoyment his nature was capable of in witnessing the
antics of his youthful companion---for Poker was
young. The prevailing colour of Dumps's shaggy hide
was a dirty brown, with black spots, two of which
had fixed themselves rather awkwardly round his
eyes, like a pair of spectacles. Dumps, also, was a
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and Poker were both of them larger and stronger, and
in every way better, than their comrades; and they
afterwards were the sturdy, steady, -i,,nii 1,.1n leaders
of the team during many a toilsome journey over the
frozen sea.
One iin !.,i. i. afternoon, a few days after the
escape of the DolpJiti just related, Dumps and Poker
lay side by side in the lee-scuppers, calmly sleeping
-. 11 the .il. r.. of a surfeit produced by the eating of a
large piece of pork, for which the cook had searched
in vain for three-quarters of an hour, and of which he
at last found the bare bone sticking in the hole of the
larboard pump.
Bad luck to them dogs," exclaimed David Mizzle,
stroking his chin as he surveyed the bone. "If I
could only find out, now, which of ye it was, I'd have
ye slaughtered right off, and cooked for the mess, I
would."
It was Dumps as did it, I'll bet you a month's
pay," said Peter Grim, as he sat on the end of the
windlass refilling his pipe, which he had just smoked
out.
Not a bit of it," remarked Amos Parr, who was
squatted on the deck busily engaged in constructing a
rope mat, while several of the men sat round him en-
gaged in mending sails, or stitching canvas slippers,
etc.-" not a bit of it, Grim ; Dumps is too honest by
half to do sich a thing. 'Twas Poker as did it, I can
see by the roll of his eye below the skin. The black-
,I. E.'s only shammin' sleep."







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On hearing his name mentioned, Poker gently
opened his right eye, but did not move. Dumps, on
the contrary, lay as if he heard not the base aspersion
on his character.
"What'll ye bet it was Dumps as did it ?" cried
Davie Summers, who passed at the moment with a
dish of some sort of edible towards the galley or
cooking-house on deck.
"I'll bet you over the 'ead, I will, if you don't
mind your business," said Mivins.
"You'd better not," retorted Davie with a grin.
"It's as much as your situation's worth to lay a
finger on me."
That's it, youngster, give it 'im," cried several of
the men, while the boy confronted his superior, taking
good care, however, to keep the fore-mast between them.
"What do you mean, you young rascal ?" cried
Mivins with a frown.
Mean!" said Davie, why, I mean that if you
touch me I'll resign office; and if I do that, you'll
have to go out, for every one knows you can't get on
without me."
"I say, Mivins," cried Tom Green, the carpenter's
mate, if you were asked to say, Hold on hard to
this handspike here, my hearties,' how would ye go
about it ?"
He'd 'it you a pretty 'ard crack hover the 'ead
with it, 'e would," remarked one of the men, throw-
ing a ball of yarn at Davie, who stood listening to
the conversation with a broad grin.







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In stepping back to avoid the blow, the lad trod
on Dumps's paw, and instantly there came from the
throat of that excellent dog a roar of anguish that
caused Poker to leap, as the cook expressed it, nearly
out of his own skin. Dogs are by nature extremely
sympathetic and remarkably inquisitive; and no
sooner was Dumps's yell heard than it was vigorously
responded to by every dog in the ship, as the whole
pack rushed each from his respective sleeping-place
and looked round in amazement.
"Hallo! what's wrong there forward ?" inquired
Saunders, who had been pacing the quarter-deck with
slow giant strides, arguing mentally with himself in
default of a better adversary.
Only trod on Dumps's paw, sir," said M ivins, as he
hurried aft; the men are sky-larking."
1--y-! :;,_.' are you ? said Saunders, going for-
ward. Weel, lads, you've had a lot o' hard work of
late, ye may go and take a run on the ice."
Instantly the men, like boys set free from school,
sprang up, tumbled over the side, and were scamper-
ing over the ice like madmen.
Pitch over the ball-the football they cried.
In a second the ball was tossed over the ship's side,
and a vigorous game was begun.
For two days past the Dolphin had been sailing
with difficulty through large fields of ice, sometimes
driving against narrow necks and tongues that inter-
rupted her passage from one lead or canal to another;
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masses of sludge; or occasionally, when unable to
advance farther, making fast to a large berg or a
field. They were compelled to proceed north, how-
ever, in consequence of the pack having become fixed
towards the south, and thus rendering retreat impos-
sible in that direction until the ice should be again
set in motion. Captain Guy, however, saw, by the
steady advance of the larger bergs, that the current
of the ocean in that place flowed southward, and
trusted that in a short time the ice which had been
forced into the strait by the late gales would be
released, and open up a passage. \1. whilee he
pushed along the coast, examining every bay and
inlet in the hope of discovering some trace of the
Pole Star or her crew.
On the day about which we are writing, the ship
was beset by large fields, the snow-white surfaces of
which extended north and south to the horizon, while
on the east the clitfs rose in dark, frowning precipices
from the midst of the glaciers that encumber them all
the year round.
It was a lovely Arctic day. The sun shone with
unclouded splendour, and the bright air, which trem-
bled with that liquidity of appearance that one occa-
sionally sees in very hot weather under peculiar
circumstances, was vocal with the wild music of
thousands of gulls, and auks, and other sea-birds,
which clustered on the neighboring clifls and flew
overhead in clouds. All round the pure surfaces of
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hummocks and bergs cast over them, and by the pools
of clear water which shone like crystals in their
hollows, while the beautiful beryl blue of the larger
bergs gave a delicate colouring to the dazzling scene.
Words cannot describe the intense glitter that charac-
terized everything. Every point seemed a diamond,
every edge sent forth a gleam of light, and many of
the masses reflected the rich prismatic colours of the
rainbow. It seemed as if the sun himself had been
multiplied in order to add to the excessive brilliancy,
for he was surrounded by parlhelia, or ...,-.,. as
the men called them. This peculiarity in the sun's
appearance was very striking. The great orb of day
was about ten degrees above the horizon, and a
horizontal line of white passed completely through
it, extending to a considerable distance on either
hand, while around it were two distinct halos, or
circles of light. On the inner halo were situated
the mock-suns, which were four in number-one
above and one below the sun, and one on each side
of him.
Not a breath of wind stirred the little il .- that
drooped from the mizzen-peak, and the clamorous,
ceaseless cries of sea-birds, added to the merry shouts
and laughter of the men as they followed the restless
football, rendered the whole a scene of life, as it was
emphatically one of beauty.
"Ain't it glorious ? panted Davic Summers vehe-
mently as he stopped exhausted in a headlong race
beside one of his comrades, while the ball was kicked







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hopelessly beyond his reach by a comparatively fresh
member of the party.
Ah then, it bates the owld country entirely, it
does," replied O'Riley, wiping the perspiration from
his forehead.
It is needless to say that O'Riley was an Irishman.
We have not mentioned him until now, because up to
this time he had not done anything to distinguish
himself beyond his messmates ; but on this particular
day O'Riley's star was in the ascendant, and fortune
seemed to have singled him out as an object of her
special attention. He was a short man, and a broad
man, and a particularly .,..... man-so to speak.
He was all angles and corners. His hair stuck about
his head in violently rigid and entangled tufts, render-
ing it a matter of wonder how anything in the shape
of a hat could stick on. His brow was a countless
mass of ever-varying wrinkles, which gave to his sly
visage an aspect of humorous anxiety that was highly
diverting-and all the more diverting when you came
to know that the man had not a spark of anxiety in
his composition, though he often said he had. His
dress, like that of most Jack tars, was naturally
- _. .1 and he contrived to make it more so than
usual.
An' it's hot, too, it is," he continued, applying his
kerchief again to his pate. If it wasn't for the ice
we stand on, we'd be melted down, I do belave, like
bits o' whale blubber."
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seating himself on a hummock, and still panting
hard.
"Ay, boy, that's jist what it is. The only objiction
I have agin it is, that it makes ye a'most kick the
left leg clane off yer body."
Why don't you kick with your right leg, then,
stupid, like other people ? inquired Summers.
Why don't I, is it ? Troth, then, I don't know
for sartin. Me father lost his left leg at the great
battle o' the Nile, and I've sometimes thought that
had something' to do wid it. But then me mother was
lame o' the right leg entirely, and wint about wid a
crutch, so I can't make out how it was, d'ye see ?"
Look out, Pat," exclaimed Summers, starting up,
" here comes the ball."
As he spoke, the football came skimming over the
ice towards the spot on which they stood, with about
thirty of the men running at full speed and shouting
like maniacs after it.
"That's your sort, my hearties another like that
and it's home! Pitch into it, Mivins. You're the
boy for me I Now then, Grim, trip him up Hallo !
Buzzby, you bluff-bowed Dutchman, luff! luff! or I'll
stave in your ribs! Mind your eye, Mizzle! there's
Green, he'll be into your larboard quarter in no time.
Hurrah Mivins, up in the air with it. Kick, boy,
kick like a spanker-boom in a hurricane !"
Such were a few of the expressions that showered
like hail round the men as they rushed hither and
thither after the ball. And here we may remark that







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the crew of the Dolphin played football in a somewhat
different style from the way in which that noble game
is played by boys in England. Sides, indeed, were
chosen, and boundaries were marked out, but very
little, if any, attention was paid to such secondary
matters To kick the ball, and keep on kicking it in
front of his companions, was the ambition of each man;
and so long as he could got a kick at it that caused
it to fly from the ground like a cannon-shot, little
regard was had by any one to the direction in which
it was propelled. But, of course, in this effort to get
a kick, the men soon became scattered over the field,
and ever and anon the ball would fall between two
men, who rushed at it simultaneously from opposite
directions. The inevitable result was a collision, by
which both men were suddenly and violently arrested
in their career. But generally the shock resulted in
one of the men being sent staggering backwards, and
the other getting the kicd;. When the two were
pretty equally matched, both were usually, as they
expressed it, brought up all standing," in which case
a short -.. ti. ensued, as each endeavoured to trip
up the heels of his adversary. To prevent undue
violence in such -I __1. a rule was laid down that
hands were not to be used on any account. They
might use their feet, legs, shoulders, and elbows, but
not their hands.
In such rough play the men were more equally
matched than might have been expected, for the want
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counterbalanced by their activity, and frequently a
sturdy little fellow launched himself so vigorously
against a heavy tar as to send him rolling head over
heels on the ice. This was not always the case, how-
ever, and few ventured to come into collision with
Peter Grim, whose activity was on a par with his
immense size. Buzzby contented himself with gallop-
ing on the outskirts of the fight, and putting in a kick
when fortune sent the ball in his way. In this species
of warfare he was supported by the fat cook, whose
oily carcass could neither stand the shocks nor keep up
with the pace of his messmates. Mizzle was a particu-
larly energetic man in his way, however, and frequently
kicked with such goodwill that he missed the ball
altogether, and the tremendous swing of his leg lifted
him from the ice and laid him sprawling on his back.
Look out ahead shouted Green, the carpenter's
mate; "there's a sail bearing down on your larboard
bow."
.Mi in ., who had the ball before him at the moment,
saw his own satellite, Davic, coming down towards
him with vicious intentions. He quietly pushed the
ball before him for a few yards, then kicked it far
over the boy's head, and f.. i 1 it up like an antelope.
Mivins depended for success on his almost superhuman
activity. His tall, slight frame could not stand the
shocks of his comrades, but no one could equal or come
near to him in speed, and he was quite an adept at
dodging a charge, and allowing his opponent to rush
far past the ball by the force of his own momentum.







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Such a charge did Peter Grim make at him at this
moment.
Starboard hard !" yelled Davie Summers, as he
observed his master's danger.
Starboard it is replied Mivins, and leaping aside
to avoid the shock, he allowed Grim to pass. Grim
knew his man, however, and had held himself in hand,
so that in a moment he pulled up and was following
close on his heels.
It's an ill wind that blows no good," cried one of
the crew, towards whose foot the ball rolled, as he
quietly kicked it into the centre of the mass of men.
Grim and Mivins turned back, and for a time looked
on at the general zele'e that ensued. It seemed as
though the ball must inevitably be crushed among
them as they struggled and kicked hither and thither
for five minutes, in their vain II.., to get a kick;
and during those few exciting moments many tremen-
dous kicks, aimed at the ball, took effect upon shins,
and many shouts of glee terminated in yells of anguish.
"It can't last much longer! screamed the cook,
his face streaming with perspiration and beaming
with glee, as he danced round the outside of the
circle. There it goes !"
As he spoke, the ball flew out of the circle like a
shell from a mortar. Unfortunately it went directly
over Mizzle's head. Before he could wink he went
down before them, and the rushing mass of men passed
over him like a mountain torrent over a blade of grass.
Meanwhile Mivins ran ahead of the others, and







THE WORLD OF ICE.


gave the ball a kick that nearly burst it, and down it
came exactly between O'Riley and Grim, who chanced
to be far ahead of the others. Grim dashed at it.
Och ye big villain," muttered the Irishman to him-
self, as he put down his head and rushed against the
carpenter like a battering-ram.
Big though he was, Grim l: ,_- ...1 back from the
impetuous shock, and O'Riley I...11.- ;io. up his advan-
tage, kicked the ball in a side direction, away from
every one except Buzzby, who happened to have been
steering rather wildly over the field of ice. Buzzby,
on being brought thus unexpectedly within reach of
the ball, braced up his energies for a kick ; but seeing
O'Riley coming down towards him like a runaway
locomotive, he pulled up, saying quietly to himself,
Ye may take it all yer own way, lad; I'm too old
a bird to go for to make my carcass a 'Il... for a
madcap like you to run agin."
Jack Mivins, however, was troubled by no such
qualms. He happened to be about the same distance
from the ball as (i 1.. y, and ran like a deer to reach
it first. A pool of water lay in his path, however,
and the necessity of going round it enabled the Irish-
man to gain on him a little, so that it became evident
that both would come up at the same moment, and a
collision be inevitable.
Hold yer wind, Paddy," shouted the men, who
paused for a moment to watch the result of the race.
" Mind your timbers, Mbivins Back your top-sails,
O'Riley; mind how he yaws!"
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