It being a favorable opportunity, we improved it to make soundings.
From where we lay moored to the floe, the nearest island was about three leagues to the east, and the northern main from ten to twelve miles. For sounding we had a twenty-four-pound iron weight, with a staple leaded into it for the line. Dropping it out of the stern, we ran out a hundred and seventy-three fathoms before it slacked. The depth of the strait at that place was given at ten hundred and thirty-eight feet. I should add, that this was considerably deeper than we had found it below that point.
CHAPTER XI.
"Isle Aktok."--A Sea-Horse and a Sea-Horse Hunt.--In High Spirits.--Sudden Interruption of the Hunt.--A Heavy Gun.--The Race to the Ledge-Tops.--Too Late.--A Disheartening Spectacle.--Surprised by the Company"s Ship.--The Schooner in Peril.--Capt. Hazard bravely waits.--The Flight of "The Curlew" amid a Shower of b.a.l.l.s.--The Chase.--Left on the Islet.--A Gloomy Prospect.--"What shall we have for Grub to _ate_?"--Wild-Geese.--Egging.--"_Boom!_"--A Sea-Horse Fire.
Toward night the wind changed to north, and thinned out the patch-ice, driving it southward, so that by ten o"clock, evening, we were able to get in our ice-anchors and make sail, continuing our voyage, and making about four knots an hour till nine o"clock next morning, when we were off a small island, the first of a straggling group on the south side of the strait. South-east of this islet was another large island, which we at first mistook for the south main, but, after comparing the chart, concluded that it was "Isle Aktok." To the north the mainland, with its fringe of ledgy isles, was in sight, distant not far from thirteen leagues. We had been bearing southward considerably all night, falling off from the wind, which was north-west. We were now, as nearly as we could reckon it up, a hundred and nineteen leagues inside the entrance of the straits at Cape Resolution. Raed and I were below making a sort of map of the straits, looking over the charts, etc., when Kit came running down.
"There"s a sea-horse off here on the island!" said he.
"A sea-horse!" exclaimed Raed.
"A walrus!" I cried; for we had not, thus far, got sight of one of these creatures, though we had expected to find them in numbers throughout the straits. But, so far as our observation goes, they are very rare there.
Taking our gla.s.ses, we ran hastily up. Wade was looking off.
"Out there where the ice is jammed in against this lower end of the island," directed Kit.
The distance was about a mile.
"Don"t you see that great black _bunch_ lying among the ice there?"
continued he. "See his white tusks!"
Bringing our keen little telescopes to bear, we soon had him _up under our noses_,--a great, dark-hided, clumsy beast, with a hideous countenance and white tusks; not so big as an elephant"s, to be sure, but big enough to give their possessor a very formidable appearance.
"Seems to be taking his ease there," said Wade. "Same creature that the old writers call a _morse_, isn"t it?"
"I believe so," replied Raed.
"Wonder if our proper name, _Morse_, is from that?" said I.
"Shouldn"t wonder," said Kit. "Many of our best family names are from a humbler origin than that. But we must improve this chance to hunt that old chap: may not get another. And it won"t do, nohow, to come clean up here to Hudson Bay and not go sea-horse-hunting once."
"Right, my boy!" cried Raed. "Captain, we want to go on a walrus-hunt.
Can the schooner be brought round, and the boat manned for that purpose?"
"Certainly, sir. "The Curlew" is at your service, as also her boat."
"Then let me invite you to partic.i.p.ate in the exercise," said Raed, laughing.
"Nothing would suit me better. But as the wind is fresh, and the schooner liable to drift, I doubt if it will be prudent for me to leave her so long. You have my best wishes for your success, however.
I shall watch the chase with interest through my gla.s.s; and, better still, I will see that Palmleaf has dinner ready at your return.--Here, Weymouth and Donovan, let down the boat, and row these youthful huntsmen to yonder ice-bound sh.o.r.e!"
Ah! if we had foreseen the results of that hunt, we should scarcely have been so jocose, I fancy. Well, coming events are wisely hidden from us, they say; but, by jolly! a fellow could afford to pay well for a glimpse at the future once in a while.
Each of us boys took a musket and eight or ten cartridges. I"m not likely to forget what we took with us, in a hurry.
"We"ll put the bayonets on, I guess," Kit remarked. "It"s a big lump of a beast. These are just the things for giving long-range stabs with."
"Don"t forget the caps!" cried Raed, already half way up the companion-way.
The wind was rather raw that morning: we put on our thick pea-jackets.
Weymouth and Don were already down in the boat, which they had brought alongside.
"Here, Don, stick that in your waistband!" exclaimed Kit, who had come up last, tossing him one of our new butcher-knives.
"All right, sir!"
"Wish you would give me a musket," said Weymouth.
"You shall have one!" cried Wade, running back for it.
"Come, Guard!" shouted Kit. "Here, sir!" and the s.h.a.ggy Newfoundland came bouncing down into the boat.
We got in and pulled off.
"Make for that little cove up above the ice where the sea-horse lies,"
directed Raed. "We"ll land there, and then creep over the rocks toward him."
Kit caught up the extra paddle, and began to scull. We shot over the waves; we joked and laughed. Somehow, we were all as merry as grigs that morning.
Running into the cove, the boat was pulled up from the water, and securely fastened. Up at this end of the straits the tide did not rise nearly so high,--not more than eight or ten feet during the springs.
"Now whisht!" said Raed, taking up his musket. "Back, Guard! Still, or we shall frighten the old gentleman!"
"He was lying there all sedate when we slid into the cove," said Kit.
"Asleep, I guess."
"We"ll wake him shortly," said Wade. "But you say they are a large species of seal. Won"t he take to the water, and stay under any length of time?"
"That"s it, exactly," replied Kit. "We mustn"t let him take to the water--before we riddle him."
"But they"re said to have a precious tough hide," said I. "Perhaps we can"t riddle so easy."
"Should like to see anything in the shape of hide that one of these rifle slugs won"t go through," replied Kit.
"Sh-h-h!" from Raed, holding back a warning hand: he was a little ahead of us. "Creep up still! Peep by me! See him! By Jove! he"s wiggling off the ice! Jump up and shoot him!"
We sprang up, c.o.c.king our muskets, just in time to get a glimpse and hear the great seal splash heavily into the sea. Wade and Kit fired as the waters buried him; Guard rushed past, and Donovan bounded down the rocks, butcher-knife in hand.
"Too late!" exclaimed Raed.
We ran down to the spot. The water went off deep from the ice on which it had lain. It was nowhere in sight. Dirt and gravel had been scattered out on to the ice, and its ordure lay about. Evidently this was one of its permanent sunning-places.