The doctor and his companions were feasted everywhere; they were
formally presented to her Majesty by the Lord High Chancellor.

The government confirmed the name of Queen's Island for the rock at
the North Pole, of Mount Hatteras for the mountain itself, and of
Altamont Harbor for the port in New America.

Altamont did not part from those whose misery and glory he had shared,
and who were now his friends. He followed the doctor, Johnson, and
Bell to Liverpool, where they were warmly received, after they had
been thought to be long dead, and buried in the eternal ice.

But Dr. Clawbonny always gave the glory to the man who most deserved
it. In his account of the journey entitled "The English at the North
Pole," published the next year by the Royal Geographical Society, he
made John Hatteras equal to the greatest explorers, the rival of those
bold men who sacrifice everything to science.

But the sad victim of a lofty passion lived peacefully at the asylum
of Starr Cottage near Liverpool, where the doctor had placed him. His
madness was of a gentle kind, but he never spoke, he understood
nothing, his power of speech seemed to have gone with his reason. A
single feeling seemed to unite him to the outer world, his love for
Duke, who was not separated from him.

This disease, this "polar madness," pursued its course quietly,
presenting no particular symptom, when Dr. Clawbonny, who often
visited his poor patient, was struck by his singular manner.

For some time Captain Hatteras, followed by his faithful dog, that
used to gaze at him sadly, would walk for hours every day; but he
always walked in one way, in the direction of a certain path. When he
had reached the end, he would return, walking backwards. If any one
stopped him, he would point his finger at a portion of the sky. If any
one tried to make him turn round, he grew angry, and Duke would show
his anger and bark furiously.

The doctor observed carefully this odd mania; he understood the motive
of this strange obstinacy; he guessed the reason of this walk always
in the same direction, and, so to speak, under the influence of a
magnetic force.

Captain John Hatteras was always walking towards the north.

FINIS.

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Transcriber's notes on inconsistencies, errors and corrections.

Table of Contents: Part II., Chapter X., "The Pleasure of
Winter-Quarters" is corrected to "The Pleasur