We had our boats to prepare now for a long and adventurous1 navigation. They were so small and heavily laden2 as hardly to justify3 much confidence in their buoyancy; but, besides this, they were split with frost and warped4 by sunshine, and fairly open at the seams. They were to be calked, and swelled5, and launched, and stowed, before we could venture to embark6 in them. A rainy south-wester too, which had met us on our arrival, was now spreading with its black nimbus over the bay, and it looked as if we were to be storm stayed on the precarious7 ice beach. It ? 206 ? was a time of anxiety, but to me personally of comparative rest. I resumed my journal:—
“July 18.—The Esquimaux are camped by our side,—the whole settlement of Etah congregated8 around the ‘big caldron’ of Cape9 Alexander, to bid us good-bye. There are Metek and Nualik his wife, our old acquaintance Mrs Eider-duck, and their five children, commencing with Myouk, my body-guard, and ending with the ventricose little Accomodah. There is Nessark and Anak his wife; and Tellerk the ‘Right Arm,’ and Amaunalik his wife; and Sip-su, and Marsumah and Aningnah—and who not? I can name them every one, and they know us as well. We have found brothers in a strange land.
“Each one has a knife, or a file, or a saw, or some such treasured keepsake; and the children have a lump of soap, the greatest of all great medicines. The merry little urchins11 break in upon me even now as I am writing—‘Kuyanake, kuyanake, Nalegak-soak!’ ‘Thank you, thank you, big chief!’ while Myouk is crowding fresh presents of raw birds on me as if I could eat for ever, and poor Aningnah is crying beside the tent-curtain, wiping her eyes on a bird skin!
“My heart warms to these poor, dirty, miserable12, yet happy beings, so long our neighbours, and of late so staunchly our friends. Theirs is no affectation of regret. There are twenty-two of them around me, all busy in good offices to the Docto Kayens; and there are only two women and the old blind patriarch Kresuk, ‘Drift-wood,’ left behind at the settlement.
“But see! more of them are coming up—boys ten years old pushing forward babies on their sledges14. The whole nation is gipsying with us upon the icy meadows.
“We cook for them in our big camp-kettle; they sleep ? 207 ? in the Red Eric: a berg close at hand supplies them with water; and thus, rich in all that they value,—sleep, and food, and drink, and companionship,—with their treasured short-lived summer sun above them, the beau ideal and sum of Esquimaux blessings15, they seem supremely16 happy.
Parting With the Esquimaux
“Whatever may have been the faults of these Esquimaux heretofore, stealing was the only grave one. Treachery they may have conceived; and I have reason to believe that, under superstitious17 fears of an evil influence from our presence, they would at one time have been glad to destroy us. But the day of all this has passed away. When trouble came to us and to them, and we bent18 ourselves to their habits,—when we looked to them to procure19 us fresh meat, and they found at our poor Oomiak-soak shelter and protection during their wild bear-hunts,—then we were so blended in our interests as well as modes of life, that every trace of enmity wore away. God knows that since they professed20 friendship—albeit the imaginary powers of the angekok-soak and the marvellous six-shooter which attested21 them may have had their influence—never have friends been more true. Although, since Ohlsen’s death, numberless articles of inestimable value to them have been scattered22 upon the ice unwatched, they have not stolen a nail. It was only yesterday that Metek, upon my alluding23 to the manner in which property of all sorts was exposed without pilfering24, explained through Petersen, in these two short sentences, the argument of their morality:—
“‘You have done us good. We are not hungry; we will not take (steal).——You have done us good; we want to help you; we are friends.’”
I made my last visit to Etah while we were waiting the issue of the storm. I saw old Kresuk (Drift-wood) the blind man, and listened to his long good-bye talk. I had ? 208 ? passed with the Esquimaux as an angekok, in virtue25 of some simple exploits of natural magic; and it was one of the regular old-times entertainments of our visitors at the brig, to see my hand terrible with blazing ether, while it lifted nails with the magnet. I tried now to communicate a portion of my wonder-working talent. I made a lens of ice before them, and “drew down the sun,” so as to light the moss26 under their kolupsut. I did not quite understand old Kresuk, and I was not quite sure he understood himself. But I trusted to the others to explain to him what I had done, and burned the back of his hand for a testimony27 in the most friendly manner. After all which, with a reputation for wisdom which I dare say will live in their short annals, I wended my way to the brig again.
We renewed our queries28 about Hans, but could get no further news of him. The last story is, that the poor boy and his better-half were seen leaving Peteravik, “the halting-place,” in company with Shang-hu and one of his big sons. Lover as he was, and nalegak by the all-hail hereafter, joy go with him, for he was a right good fellow.
We had quite a scene distributing our last presents. My amputating knives, the great gift of all, went to Metek and Nessark; but every one had something as his special prize. Our dogs went to the community at large, as tenants29 in common, except Toodlamick and Whitey, our representative dogs through very many trials; I could not part with them, the leaders of my team.
Farewell!
And now it only remained for us to make our farewell to these desolate30 and confiding31 people. I gathered them round me on the ice-beach, and talked to them as brothers for whose kindness I had still a return to make. I told them what I knew of the tribes from which they were separated by the glacier32 and the sea, of the resources that ? 209 ? abounded33 in those less ungenial regions not very far off to the south, the greater duration of daylight, the less intensity35 of the cold, the facilities of the hunt, the frequent drift-wood, the kayack, and the fishing-net. I tried to explain to them how, under bold and cautious guidance, they might reach there in a few seasons of patient march. I gave them drawings of the coast, with its headlands and hunting-grounds, as far as Cape Shackleton, and its best camping-stations from Red Head to the Danish settlements.
They listened with breathless interest, closing their circle round me; and, as Petersen described the big ussuk, the white whale, the bear, and the long open water hunts with the kayack and the rifle, they looked at each other with a significance not to be misunderstood. They would anxiously have had me promise that I would some day return and carry a load of them down to the settlements; and I shall not wonder if—guided perhaps by Hans—they hereafter attempt the journey without other aid.
It was in the soft subdued36 light of a Sunday evening, June 17, that, after hauling our boats with much hard labour through the hummocks37, we stood beside the open sea-way. Before midnight we had launched the Red Eric, and given three cheers for Henry Grinnell and “homeward bound,” unfurling all our flags.
But we were not yet to embark; for the gale38 which had been long brooding now began to dash a heavy wind-lipper against the floe39, and obliged us to retreat before it, hauling our boats back with each fresh breakage of the ice. It rose more fiercely, and we were obliged to give way before it still more. Our goods, which had been stacked upon the ice, had to be carried further inward. We worked our way back thus, step by step, before the breaking ice, for about two hundred yards. At last it became apparent ? 210 ? that the men must sleep and rest, or sink; and, giving up for the present all thoughts of embarking40, I hauled the boats at once nearly a mile from the water’s edge, where a large iceberg41 was frozen tight in the floes.
But here we were still pursued. All the next night it blew fearfully, and at last our berg crashed away through the broken ice, and our asylum42 was destroyed. Again we fell to hauling back the boats; until, fearing that the continuance of the gale might induce a ground-swell, which would have been fatal to us, I came to a halt near the slope of a low iceberg, on which I felt confident that we could haul up, in case of the entire disruption of the floes. The entire area was already intersected with long cracks, and the surface began to show a perceptible undulation beneath our feet.
It was well for us I had not gratified the men by taking the outside track; we should certainly have been rafted off into the storm, and without an apparent possibility of escape.
I climbed to the summit of the berg; but it was impossible to penetrate43 the obscurity of mist, and spray, and cloud further than a thousand yards. The sea tore the ice up almost to the very base of the berg, and all around it looked like one vast tumultuous caldron, the ice-tables crashing together in every possible position with deafening44 clamour.
The gale died away to a calm, and the water became as tranquil45 as if the gale had never been. All hands were called to prepare for embarking. The boats were stowed, and the cargo46 divided between them equally; the sledges unlashed and slung47 outside the gunwales; and on Tuesday the 19th, at 4 P.M., with the bay as smooth as a garden-lake, I put off in the Faith. She was followed by the Red ? 211 ? Eric on our quarter, and the Hope astern. In the Faith I had with me Mr M’Gary, and Petersen, Hickey, Stephenson, and Whipple. Mr Brooks48 was in the Hope, with Hayes, Sontag, Morton, Goodfellow, and Blake. Bonsall, Riley, and Godfrey made the crew of the Eric.
Boat Disasters
The wind freshened as we doubled the westernmost point of Cape Alexander, and, as we looked out on the expanse of the sound, we saw the kitty-wakes and the ivory-gulls and jagers dipping their wings in the curling waves. They seemed the very same birds we had left two years before screaming and catching49 fish in the beautiful water. We tried to make our first rest at Sutherland Island; but we found it so barricaded50 by the precipitous ice-belt that it was impossible to land. I clambered myself from the boat’s mast upon the platform and filled our kettles with snow, and then, after cooking our supper in the boats, we stood away for Hakluyt. It was an ugly crossing: we had a short chopping sea from the south-east; and, after a while, the Red Eric swamped. Riley and Godfrey managed to struggle to the Faith, and Bonsall to the Hope: but it was impossible to remove the cargo of our little comrade; it was as much as we could do to keep her afloat and let her tow behind us. Just at this time, too, the Hope made a signal of distress51; and Brooks hailed us to say that she was making water faster than he could free her.
The wind was hauling round to the westward52, and we could not take the sea abeam53. But, as I made a rapid survey of the area around me, studded already with floating shreds54 of floe-ice, I saw ahead the low, grey blink of the pack. I remembered well the experience of our Beechy Island trip, and knew that the margin55 of these large fields is almost always broken by inlets of open water, which gave much the same sort of protection as the creeks56 and ? 212 ? rivers of an adverse57 coast. We were fortunate in finding one of these, and fastening ourselves to an old floe, alongside of which our weary men turned in to sleep without hauling up the boats.
When Petersen and myself returned from an unsuccessful hunt upon the ice, we found them still asleep, in spite of a cold and drizzling58 rain that might have stimulated59 wakefulness. I did not disturb them till eight o’clock. We then retreated from our breakwater of refuge, generally pulling along by the boat-hooks, but sometimes dragging our boats over the ice; and at last, bending to our oars60 as the water opened, reached the shore of Hakluyt Island.
In the morning of the 22d we pushed forward for Northumberland Island, and succeeded in reaching it a little to the eastward61 of my former landing-place.
We crossed Murchison Channel on the 23d, and encamped for the night on the land-floe at the base of Cape Parry; a hard day’s travel, partly by tracking over ice, partly through tortuous62 and zigzag63 leads. The next day gave us admirable progress. The ice opened in leads before us, somewhat tortuous, but, on the whole, favouring, and for sixteen hours I never left the helm. We were all of us exhausted64 when the day’s work came to a close.
The next day’s progress was of course slow and wearisome, pushing through alternate ice and water for the land-belt. We fastened at last to the great floe near the shore, making our harbour in a crack which opened with the changes of tide.
The imperfect diet of the party was showing itself more and more in the decline of their muscular power. They seemed scarcely aware of it themselves, and referred the difficulty they found in dragging and pushing to something uncommon65 about the ice or sludge, rather than to ? 213 ? their own weakness. But, as we endeavoured to renew our labours through the morning fog, belted in on all sides by ice-fields so distorted and rugged66 as to defy our efforts to cross them, the truth seemed to burst upon every one. We had lost the feeling of hunger, and were almost satisfied with our pasty broth10 and the large draughts67 of tea which accompanied it. I was anxious to send our small boat, the Eric, across to the lumme-hill of Appah, where I knew from the Esquimaux we should find plenty of birds; but the strength of the party was insufficient68 to drag her.
We were sorely disheartened, and could only wait for the fog to rise, in the hope of some smoother platform than that which was about us, or some lead that might save us the painful labour of tracking. I had climbed an iceberg, and there was nothing in view except Dalrymple Rock, with its red brassy face towering in the unknown distance. But I hardly got back to my boat, before a gale struck us from the north-west, and a floe, taking upon a tongue of ice about a mile to the north of us, began to swing upon it like a pivot69, and close slowly in upon our narrow resting-place.
An Ice Nip
At first our own floe also was driven before the wind; but in a little while it encountered the stationary70 ice at the foot of the very rock itself. On the instant the wildest imaginable ruin rose around us. The men sprang mechanically each one to his station, bearing back the boats and stores; but I gave up for the moment all hope of our escape. It was not a nip, such as is familiar to Arctic navigators; but the whole platform where we stood, and for hundreds of yards on every side of us, crumbled71, and crushed, and piled, and tossed itself madly under the pressure. I do not believe that of our little body of men, all of them disciplined in trials, able to measure danger while ? 214 ? combating it,—I do not believe there is one who this day can explain how or why—hardly when, in fact—we found ourselves afloat. We only know that in the midst of a clamour utterly72 indescribable, through which the braying73 of a thousand trumpets74 could no more have been heard than the voice of a man, we were shaken, and raised, and whirled, and let down again in a swelling75 waste of broken hummocks, and, as the men grasped their boat-hooks in the stillness that followed, the boats eddied76 away in a tumultuous skreed of ice, and snow, and water.
We were borne along in this manner as long as the unbroken remnant of the in-shore floe continued revolving,—utterly powerless, and catching a glimpse every now and then of the brazen77 headland that looked down on us through the snowy sky. At last the floe brought up against the rocks, the looser fragments that hung round it began to separate, and we were able by oars and boat-hooks to force our battered78 little flotilla clear of them. To our joyful79 surprise, we soon found ourselves in a stretch of the land-water wide enough to give us rowing-room, and with the assured promise of land close ahead.
At three o’clock the tide was high enough for us to scale the ice-cliff. One by one we pulled up the boats upon a narrow shelf, the whole sixteen of us uniting at each pull. We were too much worn down to unload; but a deep and narrow gorge80 opened in the cliffs almost at the spot where we clambered up; and, as we pushed the boats into it on an even keel, the rocks seemed to close above our heads, until an abrupt81 turn in the course of the ravine placed a protecting cliff between us and the gale. We were completely encaved.
Just as we had brought in the last boat, the Red Eric, and were shoring her up with blocks of ice, a long-unused, ? 215 ? but familiar and unmistakable sound startled and gladdened every ear, and a flock of eiders darkening the sky for a moment passed swiftly in front of us. We knew that we must be at their breeding-grounds; and as we turned in wet and hungry to our long-coveted sleep, it was only to dream of eggs and abundance.
We remained almost three days in our crystal retreat, gathering82 eggs at the rate of twelve hundred a day. Outside, the storm raged without intermission, and our egg-hunters found it difficult to keep their feet; but a merrier set of gourmands83 than were gathered within never surfeited84 on genial34 diet.
“Weary Man’s Rest”
On the 3d of July the wind began to moderate, though the snow still fell heavily; and the next morning, after a patriotic85 egg-nog, the liquor borrowed grudgingly86 from our alcohol-flask, and diluted87 till it was worthy88 of temperance praise, we lowered our boats, and bade a grateful farewell to “Weary Man’s Rest.” We rowed to the south-east end of Wostenholme Island; but the tide left us there, and we moved to the ice-foot.
In the meantime, the birds, which had been so abundant when we left Dalrymple’s Island, and which we had counted on for a continuous store, seemed to have been driven out by the storm. We were again reduced to short daily rations89 of bread-dust, and I was aware that the change of diet could not fail to tell upon the strength and energies of the party. I determined90 to keep in-shore, in spite of the barricades91 of ice, in the hope of renewing, to some extent at least, our supplies of game. We were fifty-two hours in forcing this rugged passage: a most painful labour, which, but for the disciplined endurance of the men, might well have been deemed impracticable.
Once through the barrier, the leads began to open again ? 216 ?, and on the 11th we found ourselves approaching Cape Dudley Digges, with a light breeze from the north-west. It looked for some hours as if our troubles were over, when a glacier came in sight not laid down on the charts, whose tongue of floe extended still further out to sea than the one we had just passed with so much labour. Our first resolve was to double it at all hazards, for our crews were too much weakened to justify another tracking through the hummocks, and the soft snow which covered the land-floes was an obstacle quite insuperable. Nevertheless, we forced our way into a lead of sludge, mingled92 with the comminuted ice of the glacier; but the only result was a lesson of gratitude93 for our escape from it. Our frail94 and weather-worn boats were quite unequal to the duty.
I again climbed the nearest berg,—for these ice-mountains were to us like the look-out hills of men at home,—and surveyed the ice to the south far on toward Cape York. My eyes never looked on a spectacle more painful. We were in advance of the season: the floes had not broken up. There was no “western water.” Here, in a cul-de-sac, between two barriers, both impassable to men in our condition, with stores miserably95 inadequate96 and strength broken down, we were to wait till the tardy97 summer should open to us a way.
I headed for the cliffs. Desolate and frowning as they were, it was better to reach them and halt upon the inhospitable shore than await the fruitless ventures of the sea. A narrow lead, a mere98 fissure99 at the edge of the land-ice, ended opposite a low platform; we had traced its whole extent, and it landed us close under the shadow of the precipitous shore.
Providence100 Retreat, as I called this spot, abounded in life. We found the lumme, nearly as large as canvas-backs, ? 217 ? and, as we thought, altogether sweeter and more juicy; their eggs, well known as delicacies101 on the Labrador coast; the cochlearia, growing superbly on the guano-coated surface;—all of them in endless abundance: imagine such a combination of charms for scurvy-broken, hungry-stricken men.
I could not allow the fuel for a fire, our slush and tallow being reduced to very little more than a hundred pounds. The more curious in the art of cooking made experiments upon the organic matters within their reach,—the dried nests of the kitty-wake, the sods of poa, the heavy mosses102, and the fatty skins of the birds around us. But they would none of them burn; and the most fastidious consoled himself at last with the doubt whether heat, though concentrating flavour, might not impair103 some other excellence104. We limited ourselves to an average of a bird a-piece per meal,—of choice, not of necessity,—and renewed the zest105 of the table with the best salad in the world—raw eggs and cochlearia.
Providence Halt
It was one glorious holiday, our week at Providence Halt; so full of refreshment106 and all-happy thoughts, that I never allowed myself to detract from it by acknowledging that it was other than premeditated. There were only two of the party who had looked out with me on the bleak107 ice-field ahead, and them I had pledged to silence.
On the 18th of July the aspects of the ice about us gave me the hope of progress. We had prepared ourselves for the new encounter with the sea and its trials by laying in a store of lumme; two hundred and fifty of which had been duly skinned, spread open, and dried on the rocks, as the entremets of our bread-dust and tallow.
My journal tells of disaster in its record of our setting-out. In launching the Hope from the frail and perishing ? 218 ? ice-wharf on which we found our first refuge from the gale, she was precipitated108 into the sludge below, carrying away rail and bulwark109, losing overboard our best shot-gun, Bonsall’s favourite, and, worst of all, that universal favourite, our kettle,—soup-kettle, paste-kettle, tea-kettle, water-kettle, in one. I may mention, before I pass, that the kettle found its substitute and successor in the remains110 of a tin-can which a good aunt of mine had filled with ginger-nuts two years before, and which had long survived the condiments111 that once gave it dignity. “Such are the uses of adversity.”
Our descent to the coast followed the margin of the fast ice. After passing the Crimson112 Cliffs of Sir John Ross, it wore almost the dress of a holiday excursion,—a rude one perhaps, yet truly one in feeling. Our course, except where a protruding113 glacier interfered114 with it, was nearly parallel to the shore. The birds along it were rejoicing in the young summer, and when we halted it was upon some green-clothed cape near a stream of water from the ice-fields above. Our sportsmen would clamber up the cliffs and come back laden with little auks; great generous fires of turf, that cost nothing but the toil115 of gathering, blazed merrily; and our happy oarsmen, after a long day’s work, made easy by the promise ahead, would stretch themselves in the sunshine and dream happily away till called to the morning wash and prayers. We enjoyed it the more, for we all of us knew that it could not last.
We reached Cape York on the 21st, after a tortuous but romantic travel through a misty116 atmosphere. Here the land-leads ceased, with the exception of some small and scarcely-practicable openings near the shore, which were evidently owing to the wind that prevailed for the time. ? 219 ? Everything bore proof of the late development of the season. The red snow was a fortnight behind its time. A fast floe extended with numerous tongues far out to the south and east. The only question was between a new rest for the shore-ices to open, or a desertion of the coast, and a trial of the open water to the west.
We sent off a detachment to see whether the Esquimaux might not be passing the summer at Episok, behind the glacier of Cape Imalik, and began an inventory117 of our stock on hand.
On their return they gave us no reason to hesitate. The Esquimaux had not been there for several years. There were no birds in the neighbourhood.
I called my officers together, explained to them the motives118 which governed me, and prepared to re-embark. The boats were hauled up, examined carefully, and, as far as our means permitted, repaired. The Red Eric was stripped of her outfit119 and cargo, to be broken up for fuel when the occasion should come. A large beacon-cairn was built on an eminence120, open to view from the south and west; and a red flannel121 shirt, spared with some reluctance122, was hoisted123 as a pennant124 to draw attention to the spot. Here I deposited a succinct125 record of our condition and purposes, and then directed our course south by west into the ice-fields.
The Way Lost
I was awakened126 one evening from a weary sleep in my fox-skins, to discover that we had fairly lost our way. The officer at the helm of the leading boat, misled by the irregular shape of a large iceberg that crossed his track, had lost the main lead some time before, and was steering127 shore-ward far out of the true course. The little canal in which he had locked us was hardly two boats’-lengths across, and lost itself not far off in a feeble zigzag both ? 220 ? behind and before us: it was evidently closing, and we could not retreat.
Without apprising128 the men of our misadventure, I ordered the boats to be hauled up, and, under pretence129 of drying the clothing and stores, made a camp on the ice. A few hours after, the weather cleared enough for the first time to allow a view of the distance, and M’Gary and myself climbed a berg some three hundred feet high for the purpose. It was truly fearful: we were deep in the recesses130 of the bay, surrounded on all sides by stupendous icebergs131 and tangled132 floe-pieces. My sturdy second officer, not naturally impressible, and long accustomed to the vicissitudes133 of whaling life, shed tears at the prospect134.
There was but one thing to be done: cost what it might, we must harness our sledges again and retrace135 our way to the westward. One sledge13 had been already used for firewood; the Red Eric, to which it had belonged, was now cut up, and her light cedar136 planking laid upon the floor of the other boats; and we went to work with the rue-raddies as in the olden time. It was not till the third toilsome day was well spent that we reached the berg which had bewildered our helmsman. We hauled over its tongue, and joyously137 embarked138 again upon a free lead, with a fine breeze from the north.
Our little squadron was now reduced to two boats. The land to the northward139 was no longer visible; and whenever I left the margin of the “fast” to avoid its deep sinuosities, I was obliged to trust entirely140 to the compass. We had at least eight days’ allowance of fuel on board; but our provisions were running very low, and we met few birds, and failed to secure any larger game. We saw several large seals upon the ice, but they were too watchful141 for us; and on two occasions we came upon the walrus142 ? 221 ? sleeping,—once within actual lance-thrust; but the animal charged in the teeth of his assailant and made good his retreat.
Although the low diet and exposure to wet had again reduced our party, there was no apparent relaxation143 of energy; and it was not until some days later that I found their strength seriously giving way.
The Boats in Danger
I well remember our look of blank amazement144 as, one day, the order being given to haul the Hope over a tongue of ice, we found that she would not budge145. At first I thought it was owing to the wetness of the snow-covered surface in which her runners were; but, as there was a heavy gale blowing outside, and I was extremely anxious to get her on to a larger floe to prevent being drifted off, I lightened her cargo and set both crews upon her. In the land of promise off Crimson Cliffs, such a force would have trundled her like a wheelbarrow: we could almost have borne her upon our backs. Now, with incessant146 labour and standing147 hauls, she moved at a snail’s pace.
The Faith was left behind, and barely escaped destruction. The outside pressure cleft148 the floe asunder149, and we saw our best boat, with all our stores, drifting rapidly away from us. The sight produced an almost hysterical150 impression upon our party. Two days’ want of bread, I am sure, would have destroyed us; and we had now left us but eight pounds of shot in all. To launch the Hope again, and rescue her comrade or share her fortunes, would have been the instinct of other circumstances; but it was out of the question now. Happily, before we had time to ponder our loss, a flat cake of ice eddied round near the floe we were upon, M’Gary and myself sprang to it at the moment, and succeeded in floating it across the ? 222 ? chasm151 in time to secure her. The rest of the crew rejoined her by only scrambling152 over the crushed ice as we brought her in at the hummock-lines.
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