The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 3Poe, Edgar Allan
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The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 3
Poe, Edgar Allan
American fiction -- 19th century; Fantasy fiction; Horror tales, American
January 17.—This day was full of incident. Innumerable flights of
birds flew over us from the southward, and several were shot from
the deck, one of them, a species of pelican, proved to be
excellent eating. About midday a small floe of ice was seen from
the masthead off the larboard bow, and upon it there appeared to
be some large animal. As the weather was good and nearly calm,
Captain Guy ordered out two of the boats to see what it was. Dirk
Peters and myself accompanied the mate in the larger boat. Upon
coming up with the floe, we perceived that it was in the
possession of a gigantic creature of the race of the Arctic bear,
but far exceeding in size the largest of these animals. Being
well armed, we made no scruple of attacking it at once. Several
shots were fired in quick succession, the most of which took
effect, apparently, in the head and body. Nothing discouraged,
however, the monster threw himself from the ice, and swam with
open jaws, to the boat in which were Peters and myself. Owing to
the confusion which ensued among us at this unexpected turn of
the adventure, no person was ready immediately with a second
shot, and the bear had actually succeeded in getting half his
vast bulk across our gunwale, and seizing one of the men by the
small of his back, before any efficient means were taken to repel
him. In this extremity nothing but the promptness and agility of
Peters saved us from destruction. Leaping upon the back of the
huge beast, he plunged the blade of a knife behind the neck,
reaching the spinal marrow at a blow. The brute tumbled into the
sea lifeless, and without a struggle, rolling over Peters as he
fell. The latter soon recovered himself, and a rope being thrown
him, he secured the carcass before entering the boat. We then
returned in triumph to the schooner, towing our trophy behind us.
This bear, upon admeasurement, proved to be full fifteen feet in
his greatest length. His wool was perfectly white, and very
coarse, curling tightly. The eyes were of a blood red, and larger
than those of the Arctic bear, the snout also more rounded,
rather resembling the snout of the bulldog. The meat was tender,
but excessively rank and fishy, although the men devoured it with
avidity, and declared it excellent eating.
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