. Arctic explorations: the second Grinnell expedition in search of Sir John Franklin, 1853, '54, '55. BUTLERS ISLAND STOREHOUSE. given us once more a local habitation; but there issomething in the return of varying day and nightthat makes it grateful to reinstate this domestic obser-vance. The long staring day, which has clung to usfor more than two months, to the exclusion of thestars, has begun to intermit its brightness. Even Al-debaran, the red eye of the Bull, flared out into fami-liar recollection as early as ten oclock; and the hea- 108 BUILDING OBSERVATORY vens, though still somewhat r
. Arctic explorations: the second Grinnell expedition in search of Sir John Franklin, 1853, '54, '55. BUTLERS ISLAND STOREHOUSE. given us once more a local habitation; but there issomething in the return of varying day and nightthat makes it grateful to reinstate this domestic obser-vance. The long staring day, which has clung to usfor more than two months, to the exclusion of thestars, has begun to intermit its brightness. Even Al-debaran, the red eye of the Bull, flared out into fami-liar recollection as early as ten oclock; and the hea- 108 BUILDING OBSERVATORY vens, though still somewhat reddened by the gaudytints of midnight, gave us Capella and Arcturus, andeven that lesser light of home memories, the PolarStar. Stretching my neck to look uncomfortably atthis indication of our extreme northernness, it was hardto realize that he was not directly overhead: and itmade me sigh, as I measured the few degrees of dis-tance that separated our zenith from the Pole overwhich he hung. We had our accustomed morning and eveningprayers; and the day went by, full of sober thought,and, I trust,
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