. St. Nicholas [serial] . aseless sea, and the glowof the sunlight, thinking only of the worldso many thousands of miles away. Fourmonths of hardship and danger were yet aheadof us. This littla craft would carry our mes-sages home, but with her would go all com-munication with the world until we ourselvesentered port. What changes might thesemonths bring forth ! Man the Lucretias boat, was the rudeintrusion upon my reverie, and five strong oarswere soon carrying us to our own vessel. As the captain and I came over the rail, theman at the wheel struck eight bells. Just midnight, said the captai
. St. Nicholas [serial] . aseless sea, and the glowof the sunlight, thinking only of the worldso many thousands of miles away. Fourmonths of hardship and danger were yet aheadof us. This littla craft would carry our mes-sages home, but with her would go all com-munication with the world until we ourselvesentered port. What changes might thesemonths bring forth ! Man the Lucretias boat, was the rudeintrusion upon my reverie, and five strong oarswere soon carrying us to our own vessel. As the captain and I came over the rail, theman at the wheel struck eight bells. Just midnight, said the captain. And here is the midnight sun, I my action to my words, I took anotherpicture looking off toward the vessels that laystraining gently at their anchor-cables. Yellow as the light was, both pictures cameout well. Fine detail may be lacking; but thepictures bring back a flood of recollections asthey recall the dangers of that season in theArctic, and our entire isolation from home,civilization, and the THE SCN AT MIDNIGHT. (FROM AN INSTANTANEOUS PHOTOGRAPH.) Sobbvs
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