R XVII. A Hundred Miles in Ten Days.
CHAPTER XVIII. The Terrible Word.
_PART II._
CHAPTER I. The Slave Trade.
CHAPTER II. Harris and Negoro.
CHAPTER III. On the March.
CHAPTER IV. The Bad Roads of Angola.
CHAPTER V. Ants and their Dwelling.
CHAPTER VI. The Diving-Bell.
CHAPTER VII. In Camp on the Banks of the Coanza.
CHAPTER VIII. Some of Dick Sand's Notes.
CHAPTER IX. Kazounde.
CHAPTER X. The Great Market-day.
CHAPTER XI. The King of Kazounde is Offered a Punch.
CHAPTER XII. A Royal Burial.
CHAPTER XIII. The Interior of a Factory.
CHAPTER XIV. Some News of Dr. Livingston.
CHAPTER XV. Where a Manticore may Lead.
CHAPTER XVI. A Magician.
CHAPTER XVII. Drifting.
CHAPTER XVIII. Various Incidents.
CHAPTER XIX. "S. V."
CHAPTER XX. Conclusion.
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DICK SAND
_PART I._
CHAPTER I.
THE BRIG-SCHOONER "PILGRIM."
On February 2, 1876, the schooner "Pilgrim" was in latitude 43 deg. 57'
south, and in longitude 165 deg. 19' west of the meridian of Greenwich.
This vessel, of four hundred tons, fitted out at San Francisco for
whale-fishing in the southern seas, belonged to James W. Weldon, a rich
Californian ship-owner, who had for several years intrusted the command
of it to Captain Hull.
The "Pilgrim" was one of the smallest, but one of the best of that
flotilla, which James W. Weldon sent each season, not only beyond
Behring Strait, as far as the northern seas, but also in the quarters
of Tasmania or of Cape Horn, as far as the Antarctic Ocean. She sailed
in a superior manner. Her very easily managed rigging permitted her to
venture, with a few men, in sight of the impenetrable fields of ice of
the southern hemisphere. Captain Hull knew how to disentangle himself,
as the sailors say, from among those icebergs, which, during the
summer, drift by the way of New Zealand or the Cape of Good Hope, under
a much lower latitude than that which they reach in the northern seas
of the globe. It is true that only icebergs of small dimensions were
found there; they were already worn by collisions, eaten away by the
warm wa
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