. Esplorazioni artiche: la seconda spedizione Grinnell in cerca di Sir John Franklin, 1853, '54, '55. et in spessore. Naturalmente, nowood o ferro potrebbe sopportare questo; ma il shoreward superficiedell nostro iceberg è accaduto a presentare un piano inclinato,scendono in profondità nell'acqua; e questa la brigwas guidati, come se alcune grandi vite di vapore-power wasforcing lei in un bacino di carenaggio. Una volta ho aspettato di vedere il suo portato bodilyup il suo volto e il tumbled oltre sul suo lato. Ma una misteriosa ofthose semplificazioni, che ho elsewherecalled gli impulsi del ghiaccio, abbassato noi abbastanza graduallydown nuovamente nella rub

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. Arctic explorations: the second Grinnell expedition in search of Sir John Franklin, 1853, '54, '55. et in thickness. Of course, nowood or iron could stand this; but the shoreward faceof our iceberg happened to present an inclined plane, descending deep into the water; and up this the brigwas driven, as if some great steam screw-power wasforcing her into a dry dock. At one time I expected to see her carried bodilyup its face and tumbled over on her side. But one ofthose mysterious relaxations, which I have elsewherecalled the pulses of the ice, lowered us quite graduallydown again into the rubbish, and we were forced outof the line of pressure toward the shore. Here wesucceeded in carrying out a warp, and making fast. THE BRIG AGROUND. 75 We grounded as the tide fell; and would have heeledover to seaward, but for a mass of detached land-icethat grounded alongside of us, and, although it stoveour bulwarks as we rolled over it, shored us up. I could hardly get to my bunk, as I went downinto our littered cabin on the Sunday morning afterour hard-working vigil of thirty-six hours. Bags of. SHORED UP. clothing, food, tents, India-rubber blankets, and thehundred little personal matters which every man likesto save in a time of trouble, were scattered around inplaces where the owners thought they might havethem at hand. The pemmican had been on deck, theboats equipped, and every thing of real importanceready for a march, many hours before. During the whole of the scenes I have been trying 76 ICE PRESSURE. to describe, I could not help being struck by the com-posed and manly demeanor of mj comrades. The tur-moil of ice under a heavy sea often conveys the im-pression of danger when the reality is absent; but inthis fearful passage, the parting of our hawsers, theloss of our anchors, the abrupt crushing of our stovenbulwarks, and the actual deposit of ice upon our decks, would have tried the nerves of the most experiencedicemen. All—officers and men—worked alike. Uponeach

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