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While
the
Halbrane
was
being
unloaded
,
Captain
Len
Guy
and
the
mate
were
considering
how
the
vessel
might
be
launched
.
They
had
to
allow
for
a
drop
of
one
hundred
feet
between
the
cavity
in
which
the
ship
lay
and
the
sea
;
this
to
be
effected
by
means
of
an
inclined
bed
hollowed
in
an
oblique
line
along
the
west
side
of
the
iceberg
,
and
to
measure
two
or
three
hundred
perches
in
length
.
So
,
while
the
first
lot
of
men
,
commanded
by
the
boatswain
,
was
unloading
the
schooner
,
a
second
batch
under
West
’
s
orders
began
to
cut
the
trench
between
the
blocks
which
covered
the
side
of
the
floating
mountain
.
Floating
?
I
know
not
why
I
use
this
expression
,
for
the
iceberg
no
longer
floated
,
but
remained
as
motionless
as
an
island
.
There
was
nothing
to
indicate
that
it
would
ever
move
again
.
Other
icebergs
drifted
along
and
passed
us
,
going
south
-
east
,
whilst
ours
,
to
use
Dirk
Peters
’
expression
,
was
“
lying
to
.
”
Would
its
base
be
sufficiently
undermined
to
allow
it
to
detach
itself
?
Perhaps
some
heavy
mass
of
ice
might
strike
it
and
set
it
free
by
the
shock
.
No
one
could
predict
such
an
event
,
and
we
had
only
the
Halbrane
to
rely
upon
for
getting
us
out
of
these
regions
.
We
were
engaged
in
these
various
tasks
until
the
24th
of
January
.
The
atmosphere
was
clear
,
the
temperature
was
even
,
and
the
thermometer
had
indeed
gone
up
to
two
or
three
degrees
above
freezing
-
point
.
The
number
of
icebergs
coming
from
the
nor
’
-
west
was
therefore
increasing
;
there
were
now
a
hundred
of
them
,
and
a
collision
with
any
of
these
might
have
a
most
disastrous
result
.
Hardy
,
the
caulker
,
hastened
first
of
all
to
mend
the
hull
;
pegs
had
to
be
changed
,
bits
of
planking
to
be
replaced
,
seams
to
be
caulked
.
We
had
everything
that
was
necessary
for
this
work
,
and
we
might
rest
assured
that
it
would
be
performed
in
the
best
possible
manner
.
In
the
midst
of
the
silence
of
these
solitudes
,
the
noise
of
the
hammers
striking
nails
into
the
side
,
and
the
sound
of
the
mallet
stuffing
tow
into
the
seams
,
had
a
startling
effect
.
Sea
-
gulls
,
wild
duck
,
albatross
,
and
petrels
flew
in
a
circle
round
the
top
of
the
berg
with
a
shrill
screaming
,
and
made
a
terrible
uproar
.
When
I
found
myself
with
West
and
the
captain
,
our
conversation
naturally
turned
on
our
situation
and
how
to
get
out
of
it
,
and
upon
our
chances
of
pulling
through
.
The
mate
had
good
hopes
that
if
no
accident
occurred
the
launching
would
be
successfully
accomplished
.
The
captain
was
more
reserved
on
the
subject
,
but
at
the
thought
that
he
would
have
to
renounce
all
hope
of
finding
the
survivors
of
the
Jane
,
his
heart
was
ready
to
break
.
When
the
Halbrane
should
again
be
ready
for
the
sea
,
and
when
West
should
inquire
what
course
he
was
to
steer
,
would
Captain
Len
Guy
dare
to
reply
,
“
To
the
south
”
?
No
!
for
he
would
not
be
followed
either
by
the
new
hands
,
or
by
the
greater
portion
of
the
older
members
of
the
crew
.
To
continue
our
search
in
this
direction
,
to
go
beyond
the
pole
,
without
being
certain
of
reaching
the
Indian
Ocean
instead
of
the
Atlantic
,
would
have
been
rashness
of
which
no
navigator
would
be
guilty
.
If
a
continent
bound
the
sea
on
this
side
,
the
schooner
would
run
the
danger
of
being
crushed
by
the
mass
of
ice
before
it
could
escape
the
southern
winter
.
Under
such
circumstances
,
to
attempt
to
persuade
Captain
Len
Guy
to
pursue
the
voyage
would
only
be
to
court
a
certain
refusal
.
It
could
not
even
be
proposed
,
now
that
necessity
obliged
us
to
return
northwards
,
and
not
to
delay
a
single
day
in
this
portion
of
the
Antarctic
regions
.
At
any
rate
,
though
I
resolved
not
again
to
speak
of
the
matter
to
the
captain
,
I
lost
no
opportunity
of
sounding
the
boatswain
.
Often
when
he
had
finished
his
work
,
Hurliguerly
would
come
and
join
me
;
we
would
chat
,
and
we
would
compare
our
recollections
of
travel
.
One
day
as
we
were
seated
on
the
summit
of
the
iceberg
,
gazing
fixedly
on
the
deceptive
horizon
,
he
exclaimed
,
—
“
Who
could
ever
have
imagined
,
Mr
.
Jeorling
,
when
the
Halbrane
left
Kerguelen
,
that
six
and
a
half
months
afterwards
she
would
be
stuck
on
the
side
of
an
ice
-
mountain
?
”
