However, the Forward managed, by cunningly slipping into narrow passages, to gain a few more minutes north; but instead of avoiding the enemy, it was soon necessary to attack it. The ice-fields, several miles in extent, were getting nearer, and as these moving heaps often represent a pressure of more than ten millions of tons, it was necessary to give a wide berth1 to their embraces. The ice-saws were at once installed in the interior of the vessel2, in such a manner as to facilitate immediate3 use of them. Part of the crew philosophically4 accepted their hard work, but the other complained of it, if it did not refuse to obey. At the same time that they assisted in the installation of the instruments, Garry, Bolton, Pen and Gripper exchanged their opinions.
“By Jingo!” said Bolton gaily5, “I don’t know why the thought strikes me that there’s a very jolly tavern6 in Water-street where it’s comfortable to be between a glass of gin and a bottle of porter. Can’t you imagine it, Gripper?”
“To tell you the truth,” quickly answered the questioned sailor, who generally professed7 to be in a bad temper, “I don’t imagine it here.”
“It’s for the sake of talking, Gripper; it’s evident that the snow towns Dr. Clawbonny admires so don’t contain the least public where a poor sailor can get a half-pint of brandy.”
“That’s sure enough, Bolton; and you may as well add that there’s nothing worth drinking here. It’s a nice idea to deprive men of their grog when they are in the Northern Seas.”
“But you know,” said Garry, “that the doctor told us it was to prevent us getting the scurvy8. It’s the only way to make us go far.”
“But I don’t want to go far, Garry; it’s pretty well to have come this far without trying to go where the devil is determined9 we shan’t.”
“Well, we shan’t go, that’s all,” replied Pen. “I declare I’ve almost forgotten the taste of gin.”
“But remember what the doctor says,” replied Bolton.
“It’s all very fine for them to talk. It remains10 to be seen if it isn’t an excuse for being skinny with the drink.”
“Pen may be right, after all,” said Gripper.
“His nose is too red for that,” answered Bolton. “Pen needn’t grumble11 if it loses a little of its colour in the voyage.”
“What’s my nose got to do with you?” sharply replied the sailor, attacked in the most sensitive place. “My nose doesn’t need any of your remarks; take care of your own.”
“Now, then, don’t get angry, Pen; I didn’t know your nose was so touchy12. I like a glass of whisky as well as anybody, especially in such a temperature; but if I know it’ll do me more harm than good, I go without.”
“You go without,” said Warren, the stoker; “but everyone don’t go without.”
“What do you mean, Warren?” asked Garry, looking fixedly13 at him.
“I mean that for some reason or other there are spirits on board, and I know they don’t go without in the stern.”
“And how do you know that?” asked Garry.
Warren did not know what to say: he talked for the sake of talking.
“You see Warren don’t know anything about it, Garry,” said Bolton.
“Well,” said Pen, “we’ll ask the commander for a ration14 of gin; we’ve earned it well and we’ll see what he says.”
“I wouldn’t if I were you,” answered Garry.
“Why?” cried Pen and Gripper.
“Because he’ll refuse. You knew you weren’t to have any when you enlisted15; you should have thought of it then.”
“Besides,” replied Bolton, who took Garry’s part because he liked his character, “Richard Shandon isn’t master on board; he obeys, like us.”
“Who is master if he isn’t?”
“The captain.”
“Always that unfortunate captain!” exclaimed Pen. “Don’t you see that on these ice-banks there’s no more a captain than there is a public? It’s a polite way of refusing us what we’ve a right to claim.”
“But if there’s a captain,” replied Bolton, “I’ll bet two months’ pay we shall see him before long.”
“I should like to tell the captain a bit of my mind,” said Pen.
“Who’s talking about the captain?” said a new-comer. It was Clifton, the sailor, a superstitious16 and envious17 man. “Is anything new known about the captain?” he asked.
“No,” they all answered at once.
“Well, I believe we shall find him one fine morning installed in his cabin, and no one will know how he got there.”
“Get along, do!” replied Bolton. “Why, Clifton, you imagine that he’s a hobgoblin — a sort of wild child of the Highlands.”
“Laugh as much as you like, Bolton, you won’t change my opinion. Every day as I pass his cabin I look through the keyhole. One of these fine mornings I shall come and tell you what he’s like.”
“Why, he’ll be like everyone else,” said Pen, “and if he thinks he’ll be able to do what he likes with us, he’ll find himself mistaken, that’s all!”
“Pen don’t know him yet,” said Bolton, “and he’s beginning to quarrel with him already.”
“Who doesn’t know him?” said Clifton, looking knowing; “I don’t know that he don’t!”
“What the devil do you mean?” asked Gripper.
“I know very well what I mean.”
“But we don’t.”
“Well, Pen has quarrelled with him before.”
“With the captain?”
“Yes, the dog-captain — it’s all one.”
The sailors looked at one another, afraid to say anything.
“Man or dog,” muttered Pen, “I declare that that animal will have his account one of these days.”
“Come, Clifton,” asked Bolton seriously, “you don’t mean to say that you believe the dog is the real captain?”
“Indeed I do,” answered Clifton with conviction. “If you noticed things like I do, you would have noticed what a queer beast it is.”
“Well, tell us what you’ve noticed.”
“Haven’t you noticed the way he walks on the poop with such an air of authority, looking up at the sails as if he were on watch?”
“That’s true enough,” added Gripper, “and one evening I actually found him with his paws on the paddle-wheel.”
“You don’t mean it!” said Bolton.
“And now what do you think he does but go for a walk on the ice-fields, minding neither the bears nor the cold?”
“That’s true enough,” said Bolton.
“Do you ever see that ’ere animal, like an honest dog, seek men’s company, sneak18 about the kitchen, and set his eyes on Mr. Strong when’s he taking something good to the commander? Don’t you hear him in the night when he goes away two or three miles from the vessel, howling fit to make your blood run cold, as if it weren’t easy enough to feel that sensation in such a temperature as this? Again, have you ever seen him feed? He takes nothing from any one. His food is always untouched and unless a secret hand feeds him on board, I may say that he lives without eating, and if he’s not unearthly, I’m a fool!”
“Upon my word,” said Bell, the carpenter, who had heard all Clifton’s reasoning, “I shouldn’t be surprised if such was the case.” The other sailors were silenced.
“Well, at any rate, where’s the Forward going to?”
“I don’t know anything about it,” replied Bell. “Richard Shandon will receive the rest of his instructions in due time.”
“But from whom?”
“From whom?”
“Yes, how?” asked Bolton, becoming pressing.
“Now then, answer, Bell!” chimed in all the other sailors.
“By whom? how? Why, I don’t know,” said the carpenter, embarrassed in his turn.
“Why, by the dog-captain,” exclaimed Clifton. “He has written once already; why shouldn’t he again? If I only knew half of what that ’ere animal knows, I shouldn’t be embarrassed at being First Lord of the Admiralty!”
“So then you stick to your opinion that the dog is the captain?”
“Yes.”
“Well,” said Pen in a hoarse19 voice, “if that ’ere animal don’t want to turn up his toes in a dog’s skin, he’s only got to make haste and become a man, or I’m hanged if I don’t settle him.”
“What for?” asked Garry.
“Because I choose,” replied Pen brutally20; “besides, it’s no business of any one.”
“Enough talking, my boys,” called out Mr. Johnson, interfering21 just in time, for the conversation was getting hot. “Get on with your work, and set up your saws quicker than that. We must clear the iceberg22.”
“What! on a Friday?” replied Clifton, shrugging his shoulders. “You’ll see she won’t get over the Polar circle as easily as you think.”
The efforts of the crew were almost powerless during the whole day. The Forward could not separate the ice-fields even by going against them full speed, and they were obliged to anchor for the night. On Saturday the temperature lowered again under the influence of an easterly wind. The weather cleared up, and the eye could sweep over the white plains in the distance, which the reflection of the sun’s rays rendered dazzling. At seven in the morning the thermometer marked eight degrees below zero. The doctor was tempted23 to stay quietly in his cabin, and read the Arctic voyages over again; but, according to his custom, he asked himself what would be the most disagreeable thing he could do, which he settled was to go on deck and assist the men to work in such a temperature. Faithful to the line of conduct he had traced out for himself, he left his well-warmed cabin and came to help in hauling the vessel. His was a pleasant face, in spite of the green spectacles by which he preserved his eyes from the biting of the reflected rays; in his future observations he was always careful in making use of his snow spectacles, in order to avoid ophthalmia, very frequent in these high latitudes24.
Towards evening the Forward had made several miles further north, thanks to the activity of the men and Shandon’s skill, which made him take advantage of every favourable25 circumstance; at midnight he had got beyond the sixty-sixth parallel, and the fathom26 line declared twenty-three fathoms27 of water; Shandon discovered that he was on the shoal where Her Majesty’s ship Victoria struck, and that land was drawing near, thirty miles to the east. But now the heaps of ice, which up till now had been motionless, divided and began to move; icebergs28 seemed coming from every point of the horizon; the brig was entangled29 in a series of moving rocks, the crushing force of which it was impossible to resist. Moving became so difficult that Garry, the best helmsman, took the wheel; the mountains had a tendency to close up behind the brig; it then became essential to cut through the floating ice, and prudence30 as well as duty ordered them to go ahead. Difficulties became greater from the impossibility that Shandon found in establishing the direction of the vessel amongst such changing points, which kept moving without offering one firm perspective. The crew was divided into two tacks31, larboard and starboard; each one, armed with a long perch32 with an iron point, drove back the two threatening blocks. Soon the Forward entered into a pass so narrow, between two high blocks, that the extremity33 of her yards struck against the walls, hard as rock; by degrees she entangled herself in the midst of a winding34 valley, filled up with eddies35 of snow, whilst the floating ice was crashing and splitting with sinister36 cracklings. But it soon became certain that there was no egress37 from this gullet. An enormous block, caught in the channel, was driving rapidly on to the Forward! It seemed impossible to avoid it, and equally impossible to back out along a road already obstructed38.
Shandon and Johnson, standing39 on the prow40, were contemplating41 the position. Shandon was pointing with his right hand at the direction the helmsman was to take, and with his left was conveying to James Wall, posted near the engineer, his orders for the working of the machine.
“How will this end?” asked the doctor of Johnson.
“As it may please God,” replied the boatswain.
The block of ice, at least a hundred feet high, was only about a cable’s length from the Forward, and threatened to pound her under it.
“Cursed luck!” exclaimed Pen, swearing frightfully.
“Silence!” exclaimed a voice which it was impossible to recognise in the midst of the storm.
The block seemed to be precipitating43 itself upon the brig; there was a moment of undefinable anguish44; the men forsook45 their poles and flocked to the stern in spite of Shandon’s orders.
Suddenly a frightful42 sound was heard; a genuine waterspout fell upon deck, heaved up by an enormous wave. A cry of terror rang out from the crew whilst Garry, at the helm, held the Forward in a straight line in spite of the frightful incumbrance. When their frightened looks were drawn46 towards the mountain of ice it had disappeared; the pass was free, and further on a long channel, illuminated47 by the oblique48 rays of the sun, allowed the brig to pursue her track.
“Well, Mr. Clawbonny,” said Johnson, “can you explain to me the cause of that phenomenon?”
“It is a very simple one,” answered the doctor, “and happens very often. When those floating bodies are disengaged from each other by the thaw49, they sail away separately, maintaining their balance; but by degrees, as they near the south, where the water is relatively50 warmer, their base, shaken by the collision with other icebergs, begins to melt and weaken; it then happens that their centre of gravity is displaced, and, naturally, they overturn. Only, if that one had turned over two minutes later, it would have crushed our vessel to pieces.”
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gaily
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tavern
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grumble
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touchy
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fixedly
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enlisted
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superstitious
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sneak
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hoarse
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brutally
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interfering
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iceberg
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