"Don"t fear for me, father; I"ve quite recovered from my recent attack, which was but slight after all, and I know full well that those who are well must work as long as they can stand."
"Ho, lads! look alive there! are you ready?" shouted the first mate down the hatchway.
"Ay, ay, sir," replied Grim, and in a few minutes the party were a.s.sembled on the ice beside the small sledge with their shoulder-belts on, for most of the dogs were either dead or dying of that strange complaint to which allusion has been made in a previous chapter.
They set out silently, but ere they had got a dozen yards from the ship Captain Guy felt the impropriety of permitting them thus to depart.
"Up, lads, and give them three cheers!" he cried, mounting the ship"s side and setting the example.
A hearty, generous spirit, when vigorously displayed, always finds a ready response from human hearts. The few sailors who were on deck at the time, and one or two of the sick men who chanced to put their heads up the hatchway, rushed to the side, waved their mittens--in default of caps--and gave vent to three hearty British cheers. The effect on the drooping spirits of the hunting-party was electrical. They p.r.i.c.ked up like chargers that had felt the spur, wheeled round, and returned the cheer with interest. It was an apparently trifling incident, but it served to lighten the way and make it seem less dreary for many a long mile.
"I"m tired of it intirely," cried O"Riley, sitting down on a hummock, on the evening of the second day after setting out on the hunt; "here we is, two days out, an" not a sign o" life nowhere."
"Come, don"t give in," said Bolton cheerfully; "we"re sure to fall in with a walrus to-day."
"I think so," cried Fred; "we have come so far out upon the floes that there must be open water near."
"Come on, then," cried Peter Grim; "don"t waste time talking."
Thus urged O"Riley rose, and throwing his sledge-strap over his shoulder, plodded on wearily with the rest.
Their provisions were getting low now, and it was felt that if they did not soon fall in with walruses or bears they must return as quickly as possible to the ship in order to avoid starving. It was therefore a matter of no small satisfaction that, on turning the edge of an iceberg, they discovered a large bear walking leisurely towards them. To drop their sledge-lines and seize their muskets was the work of a moment.
But, unfortunately, long travelling had filled the pans with snow, and it required some time to pick the touch-holes clear. In this extremity Peter Grim seized a hatchet and ran towards the bear, while O"Riley charged it with a spear. Grim delivered a tremendous blow at its head with his weapon; but his intention was better than his aim, for he missed the bear and smashed the corner of a hummock of ice. O"Riley was more successful. He thrust the spear into the animal"s shoulder; but the shoulder-blade turned the head of the weapon, and caused it to run along at least three feet just under the skin. The wound, although not fatal, was so painful that Bruin uttered a loud roar of disapproval, wheeled round, and ran away!--an act of cowardice so unusual on the part of a Polar bear that the whole party were taken by surprise. Several shots were fired after him, but he soon disappeared among the ice-hummocks, having fairly made off with O"Riley"s spear.
The disappointment caused by this was great, but they had little time to think of it, for soon after a stiff breeze of wind sprang up, which freshened into a gale, compelling them to seek the shelter of a cl.u.s.ter of icebergs, in the midst of which they built a snow-hut. Before night a terrific storm was raging, with the thermometer 40 below zero. The sky became black as ink, drift whirled round them in horrid turmoil, and the wild blast came direct from the north, over the frozen sea, shrieking and howling in its strength and fury.
All that night and the next day it continued. Then it ceased, and for the first time that winter a thaw set in, so that ere morning their sleeping-bags and socks were thoroughly wetted. This was of short duration, however. In a few hours the frost set in again as intense as ever, converting all their wet garments and bedding into hard cakes of ice. To add to their misfortunes their provisions ran out, and they were obliged to abandon the hut and push forward towards the ship with the utmost speed. Night came on them while they were slowly toiling through the deep drifts that the late gale had raised, and to their horror they found they had wandered out of their way, and were still but a short distance from their snow-hut. In despair they returned to pa.s.s the night in it, and spreading their frozen sleeping-bags on the snow, they lay down, silent and supperless, to rest till morning.
CHAPTER XXIII.
_Unexpected arrivals--The rescue party--Lost and found--Return to the ship._
The sixth night after the hunting-party had left the ship, Grim and Fred Ellice suddenly made their appearance on board. It was quite dark, and the few of the ship"s company who were able to quit their berths were seated round the cabin at their meagre evening meal.
"Hallo, Fred!" exclaimed Captain Ellice, as his son staggered rather than walked in and sank down on a locker. "What"s wrong, boy? where are the rest of you?"
Fred could not answer; neither he nor Grim was able to utter a word at first. It was evident that they laboured under extreme exhaustion and hunger. A mouthful of hot soup administered by Tom Singleton rallied them a little, however.
"Our comrades are lost, I fear."
"Lost!" exclaimed Captain Guy. "How so? Speak, my boy; but hold, take another mouthful before you speak. Where did you leave them, say you?"
Fred looked at the captain with a vacant stare. "Out upon the ice to the north; but, I say, what a comical dream I"ve had!" Here he burst into a loud laugh. Poor Fred"s head was evidently affected, so his father and Tom carried him to his berth.
All this time Grim had remained seated on a locker swaying to and fro like a drunken man, and paying no attention to the numerous questions that were put to him by Saunders and his comrades.
"This is bad!" exclaimed Captain Guy, pressing his hand on his forehead.
"A search must be made," suggested Captain Ellice. "It"s evident that the party have broken down out on the floes, and Fred and Grim have been sent to let us know."
"I know it," answered Captain Guy. "A search must be made, and that instantly, if it is to be of any use; but in which direction are we to go is the question. These poor fellows cannot tell us. "Out on the ice to the north" is a wide word.--Fred, Fred, can you not tell us in which direction we ought to go to search for them?"
"Yes, far out on the floes--among hummocks--far out," murmured Fred, half unconsciously.
"We must be satisfied with that. Now, Mr. Saunders, a.s.sist me to get the small sledge fitted out. I"ll go to look after them myself."
"An" I"ll go with "ee, sir," said the second mate promptly.
"I fear you are hardly able."
"No fear o" me, sir. I"m better than "ee think."
"I must go too," added Captain Ellice; "it is quite evident that you cannot muster a party without me."
"That"s impossible," interrupted the doctor. "Your leg is not strong enough nearly for such a trip; besides, my dear sir, you must stay behind to perform my duties, for the ship can"t do without a doctor, and I shall go with Captain Guy, if he will allow me."
"That he won"t," cried the captain. "You say truly the ship cannot be left without a doctor. Neither you nor my friend Ellice shall leave the ship with my permission. But don"t let us waste time talking.--Come, Summers and Mizzle, you are well enough to join, and, Meetuck, you must be our guide. Look alive and get yourselves ready."
In less than half-an-hour the rescue party were equipped and on their way over the floes. They were six in all--one of the freshest among the crew having volunteered to join those already mentioned.
It was a very dark night, and bitterly cold; but they took nothing with them except the clothes on their backs, a supply of provisions for their lost comrades, their sleeping-bags, and a small leather tent. The captain also took care to carry with them a flask of brandy.
The colossal bergs, which stretched like well-known land-marks over the sea, were their guides at first; but after travelling ten hours without halting, they had pa.s.sed the greater number of those with which they were familiar, and entered upon an unknown region. Here it became necessary to use the utmost caution. They knew that the lost men must be within twenty miles of them, but they had no means of knowing the exact spot, and any footprints that had been made were now obliterated.
In these circ.u.mstances Captain Guy had to depend very much on his own sagacity.
Clambering to the top of a hummock, he observed a long stretch of level floe to the northward.
"I think it likely," he remarked to Saunders, who had accompanied him, "that they may have gone in that direction. It seems an attractive road among this chaos of ice-heaps."
"I"m no sure o" that," objected Saunders; "yonder"s a pretty clear road away to the west, maybe they took that."
"Perhaps they did, but as Fred said they had gone far out on the ice _to the north_, I think it likely they"ve gone in _that_ direction."
"Maybe ye"re right, sir, and maybe ye"re wrang," answered Saunders, as they returned to the party. As this was the second mate"s method of intimating that he _felt_ that he ought to give in (though he didn"t give in, and never would give in _absolutely_), the captain felt more confidence in his own opinion.
"Now, Meetuck, keep your eyes open," he added, as they resumed their rapid march.
After journeying on for a considerable distance, the men were ordered to spread out over the neighbouring ice-fields, in order to multiply the chances of discovering tracks; but there seemed to be some irresistible power of attraction which drew them gradually together again, however earnestly they might try to keep separate. In fact, they were beginning to be affected by the long-continued march and the extremity of the cold.
This last was so great that constant motion was absolutely necessary in order to prevent them from freezing. There was no time allowed for rest--life and death were in the scale. Their only hope lay in a continuous and rapid advance, so as to reach the lost men ere they should freeze or die of starvation.
"Holo! look "eer!" shouted Meetuck, as he halted and went down on his knees to examine some marks on the snow.
"These are tracks!" cried Captain Guy eagerly. "What think you, Saunders?"
"They look like it"