Antarctica -- Discovery and exploration -- Fiction
I must observe at this point that during all our search we never
descried land or the appearance of land out at sea, as indicated on
the charts of preceding navigators. These maps are incomplete, no
doubt, but sufficiently exact in their main lines. I am aware that
ships have often passed over the indicated bearings of land. This,
however, was not admissible in the case of Tsalal. If the _Jane_ had
been able to reach the islands, it was because that portion of the
Antarctic sea was free, and in so "early" a year, we need not
fear any obstacle in that direction.
At last, on the 19th, between two and three o'clock in the
afternoon, a shout from the crow's-nest was heard.
"What is it?" roared West.
"The iceberg wall is split on the south-east."
"What is beyond?"
"Nothing in sight."
It took West very little time to reach the point of observation, and
we all waited below, how impatiently may be imagined. What if the
look-out were mistaken, if some optical delusion?---- But West, at all
events, would make no mistake.
After ten interminable minutes his clear voice reached us on the
deck.
"Open sea!" he cried.
Unanimous cheers made answer.
The schooner's head was put to the south-east, hugging the wind as
much as possible.
Two hours later we had doubled the extremity of the ice-barrier, and
there lay before our eyes a sparkling sea, entirely open.
(1) The French word is _banquise_, which means the vast stretch of
icebergs farther south than the _barrière_ or ice-wall.
CHAPTER XIV.
A VOICE IN A DREAM.
Entirely free from ice? No. It would have been premature to affirm
this as a fact. A few icebergs were visible in the distance, while
some drifts and packs were still going east. Nevertheless, the
break-up had been very thorough on that side, and the sea was in
reality open, since a ship could sail freely.
"God has come to our aid," said Captain Len Guy. "May He be
pleased to guide us to the end."
"In a week," I remarked, "our schooner might come in sight of
Tsalal Island."
"Provided that the east wind lasts, Mr. Jeorling. Don't forget
that in sailing along the icebergs to their eastern extremity, the
_Halbrane_ went out of her course, and she must be brought back
towards the west."
"The breeze is for us, captain."
"And we shall profit by it, for my intention is to make for Bennet
Islet. It was there that my brother first landed, and so soon as we
shall have sighted that island we shall be certain that we are on
the right route. To-day, when I have ascertained our position
exactly, we shall steer for Bennet Islet."
"Who knows but that we may come upon some fresh sign?"
"It is not impossible, Mr. Jeorling."
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