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
We now found ourselves in the wide and desolate Antarctic Ocean,
in a latitude exceeding eighty-four degrees, in a frail canoe,
and with no provision but the three turtles. The long polar
winter, too, could not be considered as far distant, and it
became necessary that we should deliberate well upon the course
to be pursued. There were six or seven islands in sight belonging
to the same group, and distant from each other about five or six
leagues; but upon neither of these had we any intention to
venture. In coming from the northward in the _Jane Guy_ we had
been gradually leaving behind us the severest regions of
ice—this, however little it maybe in accordance with the
generally received notions respecting the Antarctic, was a
fact—experience would not permit us to deny. To attempt,
therefore, getting back would be folly—especially at so late a
period of the season. Only one course seemed to be left open for
hope. We resolved to steer boldly to the southward, where there
was at least a probability of discovering other lands, and more
than a probability of finding a still milder climate.
So far we had found the Antarctic, like the Arctic Ocean,
peculiarly free from violent storms or immoderately rough water;
but our canoe was, at best, of frail structure, although large,
and we set busily to work with a view of rendering her as safe as
the limited means in our possession would admit. The body of the
boat was of no better material than bark—the bark of a tree
unknown. The ribs were of a tough osier, well adapted to the
purpose for which it was used. We had fifty feet room from stem
to stern, from four to six in breadth, and in depth throughout
four feet and a half-the boats thus differing vastly in shape
from those of any other inhabitants of the Southern Ocean with
whom civilized nations are acquainted. We never did believe them
the workmanship of the ignorant islanders who owned them; and
some days after this period discovered, by questioning our
captive, that they were in fact made by the natives of a group to
the southwest of the country where we found them, having fallen
accidentally into the hands of our barbarians. What we could do
for the security of our boat was very little indeed. Several wide
rents were discovered near both ends, and these we contrived to
patch up with pieces of woollen jacket. With the help of the
superfluous paddles, of which there were a great many, we erected
a kind of framework about the bow, so as to break the force of
any seas which might threaten to fill us in that quarter. We also
set up two paddle-blades for masts, placing them opposite each
other, one by each gunwale, thus saving the necessity of a yard.
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