Farthest north; being the record of a voyage of exploration of the ship "Fram" 1893-96, and of a fifteen months' sleigh journey by DrNansen and LieutJohansen . -mass of fire up there; it was like a whirlpool of fire inred, yellow, and green, and the eye was dazzled withlooking at it. It then drew across to the northern sky,where it remained a long time, but not in such arc from which it had sprung in the south was stillvisible, but soon disappeared. The movement of therays was chiefly from west to east, but sometimes the re-verse. It afterwards flared up brightly several times i
Farthest north; being the record of a voyage of exploration of the ship "Fram" 1893-96, and of a fifteen months' sleigh journey by DrNansen and LieutJohansen . -mass of fire up there; it was like a whirlpool of fire inred, yellow, and green, and the eye was dazzled withlooking at it. It then drew across to the northern sky,where it remained a long time, but not in such arc from which it had sprung in the south was stillvisible, but soon disappeared. The movement of therays was chiefly from west to east, but sometimes the re-verse. It afterwards flared up brightly several times inthe northern sky ,• I counted as many as six parallelbands at one time, but they did not attain to the bright-ness of the former ones. And this is Christmas-day! There are family din-ners going on at home. I can see the dignified oldfather standing smiling and happy in the doorway towelcome children and grandchildren. Out-of-doors thesnow is falling softly and silently in big flakes; the youngfolk come rushing in fresh and rosy, stamp the snowoff their feet in the passage, shake their things and hangthem up, and then enter the drawing-room, where the. A oc , • ,:; LAND AT LAS7 453 fire is crackling comfortably and cozily in the stove, andthey can see the snowflakes falling outside and coveringthe Christmas corn-sheaf. A delicious smell of roastingcomes from the kitchen, and in the dining-room the longtable is laid for a good, old-fashioned dinner with goodold wine. How nice and comfortable everything is!One might fall ill with longing to be home. But wait,wait; when summer comes. . Oh, the road to the stars is both long and difficult! Tuesday, December 31st. And this year too isvanishing. It has been strange, but, after all, it hasperhaps not been so bad. They are ringing out the old year now at church-bell is the icy wind howling over glacier andsnow-field, howling fiercely as it whirls the drifting snowon high in cloud after cloud, and sweeps it down upon usfrom
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