The Sea: Its Stirring Story of Adventure, Peril, & Heroism. Volume 3Whymper, Frederick
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The Sea: Its Stirring Story of Adventure, Peril, & Heroism. Volume 3
Whymper, Frederick
Adventure and adventurers; Arctic regions; Ocean; Voyages around the world
Dr. Kane received special orders in December, 1852, from the then
Secretary of the United States navy, “to conduct an expedition to the
Arctic seas in search of Sir John Franklin.” The noble-hearted American
merchant, Mr. Grinnell of New York, who had organised De Haven’s
expedition, placed a brig, the _Advance_, at his disposal. Mr. Peabody,
the American benefactor of the London poor, contributed handsomely to the
outfit, which was aided by several scientific institutions. The United
States Government detailed ten officers and men from the navy, which with
seven others made up the full complement of the expedition. Leaving New
York on May 30th, 1853, South Greenland was reached on July 1st. Several
Danish settlements were visited on the way north, where they received much
hospitality, and obtained skins, fur clothing, and native dogs.
As we have already seen, Baffin was the discoverer of Smith’s Sound. From
the year 1616, the date of his visit, until Kane explored it, no European
or American had sailed over its waters. The voyage of the _Advance_
thither was one of peril and difficulty. Storm succeeded storm; the little
brig was constantly beset and nearly crushed in the ice, and sometimes
heeled over to such an extent that it seemed a miracle when she righted.
Dr. Kane’s description of some of the dangers through which they passed is
very graphic.
“At seven in the morning we were close on to the piling masses. We dropped
our heaviest anchor with the desperate hope of winding the brig; but there
was no withstanding the ice-torrent that followed us. We had only time to
fasten a spar as a buoy to the chain, and let her slip. So went our best
bower.
“Down we went upon the gale again, helplessly scraping along a lee of ice
seldom less than thirty feet thick; one floe, measured by a line as we
tried to fasten to it, more than forty. I had seen such ice only once
before, and never in such rapid motion. One upturned mass rose above our
gunwale, smashing in our bulwarks, and depositing half a ton of ice in a
lump upon our decks. Our staunch little brig bore herself through all this
wild adventure as if she had a charmed life.
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