. In the Lena Delta; a narrative of the search for De Long and his companions . rolled and squirmed aboutin the snow like an eel. Little Sharvell sensibly aug-mented the animation of the victim by suggesting that hedisrobe and sit down in the snow to cool off; but then,fearing that he might melt his way through the floe,further advised that he station himself on top of a loftyhummock. This brought about a new and delightfulstate of feeling in the tent. Nindemann laughed hiscramps away, and Dunbar found time between his groansto shout out, — Ericksen, are you hot enough to make
. In the Lena Delta; a narrative of the search for De Long and his companions . rolled and squirmed aboutin the snow like an eel. Little Sharvell sensibly aug-mented the animation of the victim by suggesting that hedisrobe and sit down in the snow to cool off; but then,fearing that he might melt his way through the floe,further advised that he station himself on top of a loftyhummock. This brought about a new and delightfulstate of feeling in the tent. Nindemann laughed hiscramps away, and Dunbar found time between his groansto shout out, — Ericksen, are you hot enough to make the snow hiss ?If you are, the chief can extinguish the fire in the fore-castle and use you for a heater. The next morning, when the mists had lifted, we sightedthe ship. Hoping to reach her before dinner-time, wepushed on over a course that grew more and more rugged,coming within a mile of her without attracting the atten-tion of any one on board. Finally, a running stream ofground ice checked our progress, and after vainly tryingto avoid it by many detours, I decided to launch the boat;. 1. Jeaunette men exercising. 2. In the crows-nest. 3. The Jeannette A hunting party in luck. DRIFTING. 25 but at this juncture one of the sleds runners gave way,and although we repaired it as best we could, it was yettoo frail to sustain all the baggage. Anxious to get ridof the dogs and to place our blinded pilot on board ship atonce, I started the sled laden with most of the equipmentacross the moving mass of hummocks, Mr. Dunbar lyingat full length on top and stoutly protesting his ability towalk. It was no time for sentiment, so off they went,men and dogs yelling lustily ; Sharvell and I staying withthe boat on the far side of the lead until relief could reachus from the ship. Soon we saw Jack Cole, the boat-swain, accompanied by a party of men, hastening in ourdirection. Following my orders, they abandoned the sled,and picked their way across the lead; then by means ofa lon
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