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For
a
week
we
pursued
our
course
without
deviation
to
east
or
west
,
and
it
was
not
until
the
21st
of
March
that
the
Paracuta
lost
sight
of
Halbrane
Land
,
being
carried
towards
the
north
by
the
current
,
while
the
coast
-
line
of
the
continent
,
for
such
we
are
convinced
it
is
,
trended
in
a
round
curve
to
the
north
-
east
.
Although
the
waters
of
this
portion
of
sea
were
still
open
,
they
carried
a
flotilla
of
icebergs
or
ice
-
fields
.
Hence
arose
serious
difficulties
and
also
dangers
to
navigation
in
the
midst
of
the
gloomy
mists
,
when
we
had
to
manoeuvre
between
these
moving
masses
,
either
to
find
passage
or
to
prevent
our
little
craft
from
being
crushed
like
grain
between
the
millstones
.
Besides
,
Captain
Len
Guy
could
no
longer
ascertain
his
position
either
in
latitude
or
longitude
.
The
sun
being
absent
,
calculations
by
the
position
of
the
stars
was
too
complicated
,
it
was
impossible
to
take
altitudes
,
and
the
Paracuta
abandoned
herself
to
the
action
of
the
current
,
which
invariably
bore
us
northward
,
as
the
compass
indicated
.
By
keeping
the
reckoning
of
its
medium
speed
,
however
,
we
concluded
that
on
the
27th
of
March
our
boat
was
between
the
sixty
-
ninth
and
the
sixty
-
eighth
parallels
,
that
is
to
say
,
some
seventy
miles
only
from
the
Antarctic
Circle
.
Ah
!
if
no
obstacle
to
the
course
of
our
perilous
navigation
had
existed
,
if
passage
between
this
inner
sea
of
the
southern
zone
and
the
waters
of
the
Pacific
Ocean
had
been
certain
,
the
Paracuta
might
have
reached
the
extreme
limit
of
the
austral
seas
in
a
few
days
.
But
a
few
hundred
miles
more
to
sail
,
and
the
iceberg
-
barrier
would
confront
us
with
its
immovable
rampart
,
and
unless
a
passage
could
be
found
,
we
should
be
obliged
to
go
round
it
either
by
the
east
or
by
the
west
.
Once
cleared
indeed
—
Ah
!
once
cleared
,
we
should
be
in
a
frail
craft
upon
the
terrible
Pacific
Ocean
,
at
the
period
of
the
year
when
its
tempests
rage
with
redoubled
fury
and
strong
ships
dread
the
might
of
its
waves
.
We
were
determined
not
to
think
of
this
.
Heaven
would
come
to
our
aid
.
We
should
be
picked
up
by
some
ship
.
This
the
boatswain
asserted
confidently
,
and
we
were
bound
to
believe
the
boatswain
.
For
six
entire
days
,
until
the
2nd
of
April
,
the
Paracuta
held
her
course
among
the
ice
-
barrier
,
whose
crest
was
profiled
at
an
altitude
of
between
seven
and
eight
hundred
feet
above
the
level
of
the
sea
.
The
extremities
were
not
visible
either
on
the
east
or
the
west
,
and
if
our
boat
did
not
find
an
open
passage
,
we
could
not
clear
it
.
By
a
most
fortunate
chance
a
passage
was
found
on
the
above
-
mentioned
date
,
and
attempted
,
amid
a
thousand
risks
.
Yes
,
we
required
all
the
zeal
,
skill
,
and
courage
of
our
men
and
their
chiefs
to
accomplish
such
a
task
.
At
last
we
were
in
the
South
Pacific
waters
,
but
our
boat
had
suffered
severely
in
getting
through
,
and
it
had
sprung
more
than
one
leak
.
We
were
kept
busy
in
baling
out
the
water
,
which
also
came
in
from
above
.
The
breeze
was
gentle
,
the
sea
more
calm
than
we
could
have
hoped
,
and
the
real
danger
did
not
lie
in
the
risks
of
navigation
.
No
,
it
arose
from
the
fact
that
not
a
ship
was
visible
in
these
waters
,
not
a
whaler
was
to
be
seen
on
the
fishing
-
grounds
.
At
the
beginning
of
April
these
places
are
forsaken
,
and
we
arrived
some
weeks
too
late
.
