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 . s an indescribablydelightful feeling once more to gaze over the blue ex-panse, as we paced up and down the deck, and were dayby clay carried nearer home. One morning, as we stoodlooking over the sea, our gaze was arrested by some-thing ; what could that be on the horizon ? We ran onto the bridge and looked through the glass. The firstsail. Fancy being once more in waters where otherpeople went to and fro! But it was far away; wre couldn
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 . s an indescribablydelightful feeling once more to gaze over the blue ex-panse, as we paced up and down the deck, and were dayby clay carried nearer home. One morning, as we stoodlooking over the sea, our gaze was arrested by some-thing ; what could that be on the horizon ? We ran onto the bridge and looked through the glass. The firstsail. Fancy being once more in waters where otherpeople went to and fro! But it was far away; wre couldnot go to it. Then we saw more, and later in the day fourgreat monsters ahead. They were British men-of-war,probably on their way home after having been at Vadso forthe eclipse of the sun, which was to have taken place onAugust 9th. Later in the evening (August 12th) I sawsomething dark ahead, low down on the horizon. What <;8o FARTHEST NORTH was it ? I saw it on the starboard bow, stretching lowand even towards the south. I looked again and was land, it was Norway! I stood as if turned tostone, and s;azed and cazed out into the night at this. we stood looking over the sea same dark line, and fear began to tremble in my were the tidings that awaited me there? When I came on deck next morning we were closeunder the land. It was a bare and naked shore we hadcome up to, scarcely more inviting than the land we hadleft up in the mist of the Arctic Ocean—but it was Nor-way. The captain had mistaken the coast in the nightand had come in too far north, and we were still to have THE JOURNEY SOUTHWARD 581 some labor in beating down against wind and sea beforewe could reach Vardo. We passed several vessels, anddipped our flag to them. We passed the revenue-cutter;she came alongside, but they had nothing to do there,and no one came on board. Then came pilots, fatherand son. They greeted Brown, but were not preparedto meet a countryman on board an English vessel. Th
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