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 . With Nature around one, with ones books and studies,one can never be cjuite alone. Thursday, August i6th. Yesterday evening, as Iwas lying in my berth reading, and all except the watchhad turned in, I heard the report of a gun on deckover my head. Thinking it was a bear, I hurriedlyput on my sea-boots and sprang on deck. There Isaw Johansen bareheaded, rifle in hand. Was it youthat fired the shot? Yes. I shot at the big hummockyonder—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 . With Nature around one, with ones books and studies,one can never be cjuite alone. Thursday, August i6th. Yesterday evening, as Iwas lying in my berth reading, and all except the watchhad turned in, I heard the report of a gun on deckover my head. Thinking it was a bear, I hurriedlyput on my sea-boots and sprang on deck. There Isaw Johansen bareheaded, rifle in hand. Was it youthat fired the shot? Yes. I shot at the big hummockyonder—I thought something was stirring there, andI wanted to see what it was, but it seems to have beennothing. I w^ent to the railings and looked out. Ifancied it was a bear that was after our meat—but it wasnothing. As we stood there one of the dogs came jog-ging along from the big hummock. There, you seewhat you have shot at, I said, laughing. Im bothered. A SUMMER EVENING. JULY 14, 1894 [From ij photogmpli) THE SPRING AND SUMMER OF 1894 5-i if it wasnt a dog! he replied. Ice-bear it was, trueenough, for so we called this dog. It had seemed so largein the fog, scratching at the meat hummock. Did youaim at the dog and miss ? That was a lucky chance!* No! I simply fired at random in that direction, for Iwanted to see what it was. I went below and turnedin again. At breakfast to-day he had, of course, to runthe gantlet of some sarcastic questions about his harm-less thunderbolt, but he parried them adroitly enough. Tuesday, August 21st. North latitude, 81° ;e how little alteration there is: we drift a little tothe north, then a little to the south, and keep almost tothe same spot. But I believe, as I have believed allalong, since before we even set out, that we should beaway three years, or rather three winters and four sum-mers, neither more nor less, and that in about two yearstime from this present autumn we shall reach home.
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