Such was the case; they had seen our signal, but had overlooked us. The
surgeon of the ship, never having before seen an iceberg, was gazing at
it with his glass, and was the first to remark our handkerchiefs; and
not being able to make out what they were, he had directed to them the
captain's attention. He was in the boat, and assisted to help us off
our raft.
Once on board and safe, the strength which had hitherto supported us,
gave way, and we sunk down to the bottom of the boat, overpowered with
various emotions. I trust and believe that we were all of us grateful
to Heaven for our wonderful preservation.
The boat towed our raft alongside, as it was too valuable for firewood
to be lost. We were hoisted on board, unable to help ourselves, and
were received by the master, officers, and crew with the greatest
kindness and attention. The surgeon ordered us at once to be put into
warm hammocks, while some warm liquid was poured down our throats, which
soon restored us. However, no one questioned us about our adventures
till we were more completely recovered.
Two events occurred which ought to have increased, if they did not, our
sense of gratitude for our preservation. Scarcely had our feet touched
the deck of the barque than a strong breeze sprang up, which sent her at
the rate of some seven knots an hour through the water, far away from
the iceberg. Before, however, she had run out of sight of that floating
island, its glittering summits were seen to lean forward, and, with a
sound which could be heard at that distance, to fall prostrate in the
water, while the waves created by its submersion reached so far as
perceptibly to lift the ship as they passed. Thus was I, with my
companions, preserved from the most awful and perilous position in which
I was ever placed.
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE.
The vessel on board which we so happily found ourselves was called _The
Shetland Maid_,--her master, Captain John Rendall. She measured three
hundred and fifty tons, was barque-rigged, and perfectly fitted as a
whaler, being also strengthened by every means which science could
devise, to enable her to resist the pressure of the ice to which such
vessels must inevitably be exposed in their progress through the arctic
seas. She had forty-two souls on board, including officers, being some
few short of her complement, as two fell sick in Orkney before leaving,
and two were unhappily lost overboard in a furious gale she encountered
soon after sailing.
Andrew, Terence, and I remained two days below under the doctor's care,
and by the third had completely recovered our usual strength. Tom
Stokes, who had suffered most, and was not naturally so strong, took a
week before he came round.
As soon as we appeared on deck, the captain called us aft, and desired
to know our adventures. Andrew was the spokesman, and the captain
expressed himself much pleased with our messmate's mode of narrating
them.
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