The Arctic World : $b Its plants, animals, and natural phenomena. With a historical sketch of Arctic discovery, down to the British polar expedition: 1875-76.Anonymous
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The Arctic World : $b Its plants, animals, and natural phenomena. With a historical sketch of Arctic discovery, down to the British polar expedition: 1875-76.
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Arctic regions; Arctic regions -- Discovery and exploration -- British
The walrus-hunter, unless he keeps to the sea-shore, and the ice-floes
within reach of a boat, must be prepared to undergo many hardships, and
to confront with a calm heart the most baffling and terrible dangers.
He may be overtaken by a gale; and a gale in the wild remote North,
far from any shelter,--a gale which drives before it the blinding snow
and pitiless icicles,--a gale which sweeps unresisted and irresistible
over leagues of frozen snow,--a gale which comes down from the
mountain-recesses where the glaciers take their rise,--is something so
dread, so ghastly, that the dweller in temperate regions can form no
idea of it.
We remember that one of the gallant seekers after Franklin describes
an Arctic gale, and its effects. He says that the ice, at a short
distance from the shore, had in many places been swept bare of snow by
the driving blast; and over the glassy sheet he and his companions were
helplessly carried along before the gale. The dogs, seldom stretching
their traces, ran howling in front of the sledges, which pressed upon
their heels.
Wild was the scene, and dark. The moon had sunk far behind the
snow-shrouded mountains, and the travellers had no other light than the
shimmer of stars. The deep shadows of the cliffs, towering a thousand
feet above their heads, lay heavily upon them, and enhanced the
midnight gloom. The patches of snow clinging to the sharp angles of the
colossal wall; the white shroud lying on its lofty summit; the glaciers
which here and there protruded through its clefts, brought out into
striking relief the blackness of its cavernous recesses. The air was
filled with clouds of drift, which sometimes completely hid the land,
and swept relentlessly before the explorers, as they tottered across
the frozen plain.
Suddenly a dark line became visible across their path; its true nature
revealed by circling wreaths of “frost-smoke.” “_Emerk! emerk!_”
(Water! water!) shouted the drivers, checking as suddenly as possible
the headway of the sledges, but not until the party were within a few
feet of a recently opened and rapidly widening crack,--a fissure in the
ice-crust, already twenty feet across.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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