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It
is
my
belief
—
to
return
to
less
fanciful
hypotheses
—
that
the
Antarctic
region
,
with
a
superficies
of
more
than
five
millions
of
square
miles
,
has
remained
what
our
spheroid
was
during
the
glacial
period
.
In
the
summer
,
the
southern
zone
,
as
we
all
know
,
enjoys
perpetual
day
,
owing
to
the
rays
projected
by
the
orb
of
light
above
its
horizon
in
his
spiral
ascent
.
Then
,
so
soon
as
he
has
disappeared
,
the
long
night
sets
in
,
a
night
which
is
frequently
illumined
by
the
polar
aurora
or
Northern
Lights
.
It
was
then
in
the
season
of
light
that
our
schooner
was
about
to
sail
in
these
formidable
regions
.
The
permanent
brightness
would
not
fail
us
before
we
should
have
reached
Tsalal
Island
,
where
we
felt
no
doubt
of
finding
the
men
of
the
Jane
.
When
Captain
Len
Guy
,
West
,
and
the
old
sailors
of
the
crew
learned
that
the
schooner
had
cleared
the
sixty
-
sixth
parallel
of
latitude
,
their
rough
and
sunburnt
faces
shone
with
satisfaction
.
The
next
day
,
Hurliguerly
accosted
me
on
the
deck
with
a
broad
smile
and
a
cheerful
manner
.
“
So
then
,
Mr
.
Jeorling
,
”
said
he
,
“
we
’
ve
left
the
famous
‘
Circle
’
behind
us
!
”
“
Not
far
enough
,
boatswain
,
not
far
enough
!
”
“
Oh
,
that
will
come
!
But
I
am
disappointed
.
”
“
In
what
way
?
”
“
Because
we
have
not
done
what
is
usual
on
board
ships
on
crossing
the
Line
!
”
