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Chapter 341
"Unfortunate, truly, but in my opinion we should take warning by it." "What warning?" "That it is not permitted to us to venture so farin these latitudes, and I believe that the Creator forbids His creatures to climb to the summit of the poles." "Notwithstanding that the summit of one pole is only sixty miles away from us now." "Granted, Mr. Jeorling, but tilese sixty miles are equal to thousands when we have no means of making them! And if the launch of the schooner is not successful, here are we condemned to winter quarters which the polar bears themselves would hardly relish!" I replied only by a shake of my head, which Hurliguerly could not fail to understand. "Do you know, Mr. Jeorling, of what I think oftenest?" "What do you think of, boatswain?" "Of the Kerguelens, whither w
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