When they were within a few miles of these glittering eminences they
ceased further operations and held a council. It was perfectly possible
to blow a great hole in the ice and descend into the sea at this point,
but they would have preferred going farther south before beginning their
submarine voyage. To the eastward of the icebergs they could see with
their glasses great patches of open water, and this would have prevented
the making of a canal around the icebergs, for it would have been
impossible to survey the route on sledges or to lay the line of bombs.
A good deal of discussion followed, during which Captain Hubbell
strongly urged the plan of breaking a path to the open water, and
finding out what could be done in the way of sailing south in regular
nautical fashion. If the Dipsey could continue her voyage above water he
was in favor of her doing it, but even Captain Jim Hubbell could give no
good reason for believing that if the vessel got into the open water
the party would not be obliged to go into winter-quarters in these icy
regions; for in a very few weeks the arctic winter would be upon them.
Once under the water, they would not care whether it was light or dark,
but in the upper air it would be quite another thing.
So Captain Hubbell's plan was given up, but it was generally agreed that
it would be a very wise thing, before they took any further steps, to
ascend one of the icebergs in front of them and see what was on the
other side.
The mountain-climbing party consisted of Mr. Gibbs, Mr. Marcy, and three
of the most active of the men. Sammy Block wanted to go with them, but
his wife would not allow him to do it.
“You can take possession of poles, Sammy,” said she, “for that is the
thing you are good at, but when it comes to slidin' down icebergs on the
small of your back you are out of place; and if I get that house that
Mr. Clewe lives in now, but which he is goin' to give up when he gets
married, I don't want to live there alone. I can't think of nothin'
dolefuler than a widow with a polar rheumatism, and that's what I'm
pretty sure I'm goin' to have.”
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