. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. reported: Ship ahoy!A small steamer on the starboard bow ! and a half-hour later, Landahead ! on the port bow. They wondered at the absolute lack of vessels or any sign of sun shone out clear and bright as they neared the defiant ledge, andthey saw a dozen men pulling upon some sort of a cat-boat. THE LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN. 99 The Snowbird lay to, and Roy and Scott pulled ashore. Do any of you speak English ? Roy asked, and a curious shock itgave the boys when pretty much all of them replied with a chorus of, Ye
. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. reported: Ship ahoy!A small steamer on the starboard bow ! and a half-hour later, Landahead ! on the port bow. They wondered at the absolute lack of vessels or any sign of sun shone out clear and bright as they neared the defiant ledge, andthey saw a dozen men pulling upon some sort of a cat-boat. THE LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN. 99 The Snowbird lay to, and Roy and Scott pulled ashore. Do any of you speak English ? Roy asked, and a curious shock itgave the boys when pretty much all of them replied with a chorus of, Yes, sir ! Oh ! yes, indeed ! Certainly ! and the like. Roy was so taken by surprise that he forgot what he wanted to askand Scott put the question for him: What do you call this place ? North Cape, sir. North Cape ! Scott exclaimed. North Cape ! Roy gasped. Were seven hundred miles farther north than we thought for,said Scott in a low tone. We have sailed the Snowbird farther north than Europe orAmerica, my boy, Roy returned triumphantly, striking a tragic LAND AHEAD ! • But dont you ever let on how we came to do it, Roy, Scottaoded. Among the men was a bright young Norwegian sailor who spokeexcellent English, and knew the coast of Norway from cape to cape. He IOO THE LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN. had been spending the season helping visitors to land and climb to thesummit of the cape, but was anxious to get back to his home at Chris-tiansand. He offered to pay his passage, but the boys contracted withhim to act as their pilot instead. Running to a hut he returned with his limited chest, and soon theSnowbird was under sail again ; for the boys cared nothing about theMidnight Sun, for which so many pilgrims make the journey and climbthat precipitous ledge. Ive seen quite enough of this twenty-four hours of daylightbusiness, said Scott; and its my humble opinion that when the propertime comes the sun ouarht to blow out his light and go to bed, and not be in any hurryabout
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