HEAPED THE ICE IN SUCH A WAY AS TO RENDER FLIGHT
IMPOSSIBLE" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 330

"AN ENORMOUS BLACK BODY APPEARED IN THE GLOOM OF THE ROOM.
ALTAMONT RAISED HIS HAND TO STRIKE IT" . . . . . . . . . . . . 333

"A LOUD EXPLOSION FOLLOWED" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 340

"THE CARPENTER SET TO WORK AT ONCE" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 349

"A HARD STRUGGLE WITH THE ICEBERGS" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 354

"MACCLURE SAW A MAN RUNNING AND GESTICULATING" . . . . . . . . . 355

"THE DOCTOR, JOHNSON, AND BELL INTERVENED. IT WAS TIME; THE TWO
ENEMIES WERE GAZING AT ONE ANOTHER" . . . . . . . . . . . . . 356

"THEY WERE A CURIOUS AND TOUCHING SIGHT, FLYING ABOUT WITHOUT
FEAR, RESTING ON CLAWBONNY'S SHOULDERS," ETC. . . . . . . . . 364

"GAVE HIM A TERRIBLE BLOW WITH A HATCHET ON THE HEAD" . . . . . . 369

"WELL, I'VE BROUGHT BACK TWO BROTHERS" . . . . . . . . . . . . . 371

"THE SEAL STRUGGLED FOR A FEW SECONDS, AND WAS THEN SUFFOCATED ON
THE BREAST OF HIS ADVERSARY" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 374

"THEY LEFT AT SIX O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING" . . . . . . . . . . . . 377

"ON THE 29TH BELL SHOT A FOX, AND ALTAMONT A MEDIUM-SIZED
MUSK-OX" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 383

"THE MASSES OF ICE TOOK THE FORMS OF HUMMOCKS AND ICEBERGS" . . . 384

"ON ALL SIDES RESOUNDED THE CRACKING OF THE ICE AMID THE ROAR OF
THE AVALANCHES" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 384

"'WE OUGHT,' ANSWERED BELL, 'TO LIGHT TORCHES, AS IS DONE AT
LONDON AND LIVERPOOL'" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 386

THE HUT WAS PITCHED IN A RAVINE FOR SHELTER . . . . . . . . . . . 390

"THEY CLIMBED A HILL WHICH COMMANDED A WIDE VIEW" . . . . . . . . 392

"THREE HOURS LATER THEY REACHED THE COAST. 'THE SEA! THE SEA!'
THEY ALL SHOUTED" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 392

"THE LAUNCH WAS ROCKING GENTLY IN HER LITTLE HARBOR" . . . . . . 393

"AQUATIC BIRDS OF ALL SORTS WERE THERE" . . . . . . . . . . . . . 397

"THEN THE EYE GLANCING DOWN INTO THE TRANSPARENT WATER, THE SIGHT
WAS EQUALLY STRANGE" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 398

"'IT'S A VOLCANO!' HE CRIED" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 401

"THE LAUNCH TOSSED HELPLESSLY ABOUT" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 404

"THE FOG, WITHOUT LIFTING, WAS VERY BRIGHT" . . . . . . . . . . . 405

"THIS DRIFTING FLOE WAS COV