The Field of Ice: Part II of the Adventures of Captain HatterasVerne, Jules
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The Field of Ice: Part II of the Adventures of Captain Hatteras
Verne, Jules
Adventure stories; Sea stories
And so it was. The storm had opened wide the Polar Basin, and the
loosened packs were drifting in all directions. The icebergs had
weighed anchor, and were sailing out into the open sea.
This new ocean stretched far away out of sight, and not a single
island or continent was visible.
On the east and west the coast formed two capes or headlands, which
sloped gently down to the sea. In the centre, a projecting rock
formed a small natural bay, sheltered on three sides, into which a
wide river fell, bearing in its bosom the melted snows of winter.
After a careful survey of the coast, Hatteras determined to launch
the sloop that very day, and to unpack the sledge, and get
everything on board. The tent was soon put up, and a comfortable
repast prepared. This important business despatched, work commenced;
and all hands were so expeditious and willing, that by five
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o'clock nothing more remained to be done. The sloop lay rocking
gracefully in the little bay, and all the cargo was on board except
the tent, and what was required for the night's encampment.
The sight of the sloop suggested to Clawbonny the propriety of
giving Altamont's name to the little bay. His proposition to that
effect met with unanimous approval, and the port was forthwith
dignified by the title of Altamont Harbour.
According to the Doctor's calculations the travellers were now
only 9 deg. distant from the Pole. They had gone over two hundred miles
from Victoria Bay to Altamont Harbour, and were in latitude 87 deg.
5' and longitude 118 deg. 35'.
CHAPTER XXI.
THE OPEN SEA.
Next morning by eight o'clock all the remaining effects were on
board, and the preparations for departure completed. But before
starting the Doctor thought he would like to take a last look at the
country and see if any further traces of the presence of strangers
could be discovered, for the mysterious footmarks they had met with
were never out of his thoughts. He climbed to the top of a height
which commanded a view of the whole southern horizon, and took out
his pocket telescope. But what was his astonishment, to find he
could see nothing through it, not even neighbouring objects. He
rubbed his eyes and looked again, but with no better result. Then he
began to examine the telescope, the object glass was gone!
The object glass! This explained the whole mystery, foot-prints and
all; and with a shout of surprise he hurried down the hill to impart
his discovery to the wondering companions, who came running towards
him, startled by his loud exclamation, and full of anxiety at his
precipitate descent.
"Well, what is the matter now?" said Johnson.
The Doctor could hardly speak, he was so out of breath. At last he
managed to gasp out--
"The tracks, footmarks, strangers."
"What?" said Hatteras, "strangers here?"
"No, no, the object glass; the object glass out of my telescope."
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And he held out his spy-glass for them to look at.
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