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
On January 17th Kane sadly admits that the “present state of things cannot
last.” They required meat above all things, and he determined to make a
sledge journey to the Esquimaux huts at Etah in search of it. The
preparations made, he started on the 22nd, Hans Christian being the only
available man to accompany him, the rest being nearly all prostrated with
scurvy, and some in a most dangerous condition. His journal gives a
graphic account of the attempt, which was a failure.
“Washington’s birthday, February 22nd, was, however, a day of better omen.
Hans had had a shot—a long shot—at a deer, but he had wounded him, and the
injured animal, they knew, would not run far. Next morning Hans was out
early on the trail of the wounded deer. Rhina, the least barbarous of the
sledge dogs, assisted him. He was back by noon with the joyful news, ‘The
tukkuk dead only two miles up big fiord!’ The cry found its way through
the hatch, and came back in a broken huzza from the sick men.
“We are so badly off for strong arms that our reindeer threatened to be a
great embarrassment to us. We had hard work with our dogs carrying him to
the brig, and still harder, worn down as we were, in getting him over the
ship’s side. But we succeeded, and were tumbling him down the hold, when
we found ourselves in a dilemma like the Vicar of Wakefield with his
family picture. It was impossible to drag the prize into our little
moss-lined dormitory; the _tossut_ was not half big enough to let him
pass; and it was equally impossible to skin him anywhere else without
freezing our fingers in the operation.
“It was a happy escape from the embarrassments of our hungry little
council to determine that the animal might be carved before skinning as
well as he could be afterwards; and, in a very few minutes we proved our
united wisdom by a feast on his quartered remains.
“It was a glorious meal, such as the compensations of Providence reserve
for starving men alone. We ate, forgetful of the past, and almost heedless
of the morrow; cleared away the offal wearily, and now, at 10 P.M., all
hands have turned in to sleep, leaving to their commanding officer the
solitary honour of an eight hours’ vigil.
“The deer was among the largest of all the northern specimens I have seen.
He measured five feet one inch in girth, and six feet two inches in
length, and stood as large as a two years’ heifer. We estimated his weight
at three hundred pounds.”
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