CHAPTER III.

Melville Bay--Beset in Melville Bay--Signs of Winter--The coming

storm--Drifting in the pack--Canine appetite--Resigned to a winter

in the pack--Dinner stolen by sharks--The Arctic shark--White Whales

and Killers.

{MELVILLE BAY.}

_15th August._--Three days of the most perfect calm have sadly taxed our

patience. Lovely bright weather, but scarcely a living creature seen.

This afternoon the anxiously-looked-for north wind sprang up, and

immediately the light ice began to drift away before it, but it is not

strong enough to influence the icebergs, and they greatly retard the

clearing-out of the bay. We have noticed a constant wind off the

glacier, probably the result of its cooling effect upon the atmosphere;

this wind does not extend more than 3 or 4 miles out from it.

_16th._--One of the loveliest mornings imaginable: the icebergs sparkled

in the sun, and the breeze was just sufficiently strong to ripple the

patches of dark blue sea; beyond this, there was nothing to cheer one in

the prospect from the crow's-nest at four o'clock; but little change had

taken place in the ice; I therefore determined to run back along the

pack-edge to the south-westward, in the hope that some favorable change

might have taken place further off shore. The barometer was unusually

low, yet no indication of any change of weather. A seaman's chest was

picked up; it contained only a spoon, a fork, and some tin canisters,

and probably drifted here from the southward, where the two whale-ships

were crushed in June, affording another proof of the prevalence of

southerly winds. As we steamed on, the ice was found to have opened

considerably; it fell calm, and mist was observed rolling along the

glacier from the southward. By noon a S.E. wind reached us; all sail was

set, the leads or lanes of water became wider, and our hopes of speedily

crossing Melville Bay rose in proportion as our speed increased. We are

pursuing our course without let or hindrance.

_17th._--The fog overtook us yesterday evening, and at length, unable to

see our way, we made fast at eleven o'clock to the ice. The wind had

freshened, it was evidently blowing a gale outside the ice. During the

night we drifted rapidly together with the ice, and this morning, on the

clearing off of the fog, we steamed and sailed on again, threading our

way between the floes, which are larger and much covered with _dry_

snow. This evening we again made fast, the floes having closed together,

cutting off advance and retreat. A wintry night, much wind and snow.

_19th._--Continued strong S.E. winds, pressing the ice closely together,

dark sky and snow; everything wears a wintry and threatening aspect; we

are closely hemmed in, and have our rudder and screw unshipped. This

recommencement of S.E. winds and rapid ebbing of the small remaining

portion of summer makes me more anxious about the future than the

present. Yesterday the weather improved, and by working for thirteen

hours we got the ship out of her small ice-creek into a larger space of

water, and in so doing advanced a mile and a half. It is now calm, but

the ice still drifts, as we would wish it, to the N.W. Yesterday we were

within 12 miles of the position of the 'Enterprise' upon the same day in

1848, and under very similar conditions of weather and ice also.

_20th._--No favorable ice-drift: this detention has become most painful.

The 'Enterprise' reached the open water upon this day in 1848, within 50

miles of our present position; unfortunately, our prospects are not so

cheering. There is no relative motion in the floes of ice, except a

gradual closing together, the small spaces and streaks of water being

still further diminished. The temperature has fallen, and is usually

below the freezing-point. I feel most keenly the difficulty of my

position; we cannot afford to lose many more days. Of all the voyages to

Barrow Strait, there are but two which were delayed beyond this date,

viz., Parry's in 1824, and the 'Prince Albert's' in 1851. Should we not

be released, and therefore be compelled to winter in this pack,

notwithstanding all our efforts, I shall repeat the trial next year, and

in the end, with God's aid, perform my sacred duty.

{BESET IN MELVILLE BAY.}

The men enjoy a game of rounders on the ice each evening; Petersen and

Christian are constantly on the look-out for seals, as well as Hobson

and Young occasionally; if in good condition and killed instantaneously,

the seals float; several have already been shot; the liver fried with

bacon is excellent.

Birds have become scarce,--the few we see are returning southward. How

anxiously I watch the ice, weather, barometer, and thermometer! Wind

from any other quarter than S.E. would oblige the floe-pieces to

rearrange themselves, in doing which they would become loose, and then

would be our opportunity to proceed.

_24th._--Fine weather with very light northerly winds. We have drifted 7

miles to the west in the last two days. The ice is now a close pack, so

close that one may walk for many miles over it in any direction, by

merely turning a little to the right or left to avoid the small water

spaces. My frequent visits to the crow's-nest are not inspiriting: how

absolutely distressing this imprisonment is to me, no one without

similar experience can form any idea. As yet the crew have but little

suspicion how blighted our prospects are.

_27th._--We daily make attempts to push on, and sometimes get a ship's

length, but yesterday evening we made a mile and a half! the ice then

closed against the ship's sides and lifted her about a foot. We have had

a fresh east wind for two days, but no corresponding ice-drift to the

west; this is most discouraging, and can only be accounted for by

supposing the existence of much ice or grounded icebergs in that

direction.

The dreaded reality of wintering in the pack is gradually forcing itself

upon my mind,--but I must not write on this subject, it is bad enough to

brood over it unceasingly. We can see the land all round Melville Bay,

from Cape Walker nearly to Cape York. Petersen is indefatigable at

seal-shooting, he is so anxious to secure them for our dogs; he says

they must be hit in the head; "if you hit him in the beef that is not

good," meaning that a flesh-wound does not prevent their escaping under

the ice. Petersen and Christian practise an Esquimaux mode of attracting

the seals; they scrape the ice, thus making a noise like that produced

by a seal in making a hole with its flippers, and then place one end of

a pole in the water and put their mouths close to the other end, making

noises in imitation of the snorts and grunts of their intended victims;

whether the device is successful or not I do not know, but it looks

laughable enough.

{SEAL SHOOTING.}

Christian came back a few days ago, like a true seal-hunter, carrying

his kayak on his head, and dragging a seal behind him. Only two years

ago Petersen returned across this bay with Dr. Kane's retreating party;

he shot a seal which they devoured raw, and which under Providence,

saved their lives. Petersen is a good ice-pilot, knows all these coasts

as well as or better than any man living, and, from long experience and

habits of observation, is almost unerring in his prognostications of the

weather. Besides his great value to us as interpreter, few men are

better adapted for Arctic work,--an ardent sportsman, an agreeable

companion, never at a loss for occupation or amusement, and always

contented and sanguine. But we have happily many such dispositions in

the 'Fox.'

_30th._--The whole distance across Melville Bay is 170 miles: of this we

have performed about 120, 40 of which we have drifted in the last

fourteen days. The 'Isabel' sailed freely over this spot on 20th August,

1852; and the 'North Star' was beset on 30th July, 1849, to the

southward of Melville Bay, and carried in the ice across it and some 70

or 80 miles beyond, when she was set free on 26th September, and went

into winter quarters in Wolstenholme Sound. What a precedent for us!

[Illustration: FIG. 1. SKETCH MAP OF THE DRIFT OF THE 'FOX' DOWN

BAFFIN'S BAY IN THE FLOATING ICE.]

Yesterday we set to work as usual to warp the ship along, and moved her

ten feet: an insignificant hummock then blocked up the narrow

passage; as we could not push it before us, a two-pound blasting charge

was exploded, and the surface ice was shattered, but such an immense

quantity of broken ice came up from beneath, that the difficulty was

greatly increased instead of being removed. This is one of the many

instances in which our small vessel labors under very great

disadvantages in ice-navigation--we have neither sufficient manual

power, steam power, nor impetus to force the floes asunder. I am

convinced that a steamer of moderate size and power, with a crew of

forty or fifty men, would have got through a hundred miles of such ice

in less time than we have been beset.

The temperature fell to 25° last night, and the pools are strongly

frozen over. I now look matters steadily and calmly in the face; whilst

reasonable ground for hope remained I was anxious in the extreme. The

dismal prospect of a "winter in the pack" has scarcely begun to dawn

upon the crew; however, I do not think they will be much upset by it.

They had some exciting foot-races on the ice yesterday evening.

{SEPT., 1857.}

{THE COMING STORM.}

_1st Sept._--The indication of an approaching S.E. gale are at all times

sufficiently apparent here, and fortunately so, as it is the dangerous

wind in the Melville Bay. It was on the morning of the 30th, before

church-time, that they attracted our attention: the wind was very light,

but barometer low and falling; very threatening appearances in the S.E.

quarter, dark-blue sky, and grey detached clouds slowly rising; when the

wind commenced the barometer began to rise. This gale lasted forty-eight

hours, and closed up every little space of water; at first all the ice

drifted before the wind, but latterly remained stationary. Twenty seals

have been shot up to this time.

{DRIFTING IN THE PACK.}

On comparing Petersen's experience with my own and that of the 'North

Star' in 1849, it seems probable that the ice along the shores of

Melville Bay, at this season, will drift northward close along the land

as far as Cape Parry, where, meeting with a S.W. current out of Whale or

Smith's Sound, it will be carried away into the middle of Baffin's Bay,

and thence during the winter down Davis' Strait into the Atlantic. From

Cape Dudley Digges to Cape Parry, including Wolstenholme Sound, open

water remains until October. It is strange that we have ceased to drift

lately to the westward.

_6th._--During the last week we have only drifted 9 miles to the west.

Obtained soundings in 88 fathoms; this is a discovery, and not an

agreeable one. Of the six or seven icebergs in sight, the nearest are to

the west of us; they are very large, and appear to be aground; we

approach them slowly. Pleasant weather, but the winds are much too

gentle to be of service to us; although the nights are cold, yet during

the day our men occasionally do their sewing on deck. Our companions

the seals are larger and fatter than formerly, therefore they float when

shot; we are disposed to attribute their improved condition to the

better feeding upon this bank. The dredge brought up some few

shell-fish, star-fish, stones and much soft mud.

_9th._--On this day, in 1824, Sir Edward Parry got out of the middle

ice, and succeeded in reaching Port Bowen. To continue hoping for

release in time to reach Bellot Strait would be absurd; yet to employ

the men we continue our preparation of tents, sledges, and gear for

travelling. Two days ago the ice became more slack than usual, and a

long lane opened; its western termination could not be seen from aloft.

Every effort was made to get into this water, and by the aid of steam

and blasting-powder we advanced 100 yards out of the intervening 170

yards of ice, when the floes began to close together, a S.E. wind having

sprung up. Had we succeeded in reaching the water, I think we should

have extricated ourselves completely, and perhaps ere this have reached

Barrow Strait, but S.E. and S.W. gales succeeded, and it now blows a

S.S.E. gale, with sleet.

_10th._--Young went to the large icebergs to-day; the nearest of them is

250 feet high, and in 83 fathoms water; it is therefore probably

aground, except at spring tide; the floe-ice was drifting past it to

the westward, and was crushing up against its side to a height of 50

feet.

{CANINE APPETITE.}

_13th._--Thermometer has fallen to 17° at noon. We have drifted 18 miles

to the W. in the last week; therefore our neighbors, the icebergs, are

not always aground, but even when afloat drift more slowly than the

light ice. There is a water-sky to the W. and N.W.; it is nearest to us

in the direction of Cape York; _could we only advance 12 or 15 miles in

that direction, I am convinced we should be free to steer for Barrow

Strait_. Forty-three seals have been secured for the dogs; one dog is

missing, the remaining twenty-nine devoured their two days' allowance of

seal's flesh (60 or 65 lbs.) in forty-two seconds! it contained no bone,

and had been cut up into small pieces, and spread out upon the snow,

before they were permitted to rush to dinner; in this way the weak enjoy

a fair chance, and there is no time for fighting. We do not allow them

on board.

_16th._--At length we have drifted past the large icebergs, obtaining

soundings in 69 fathoms within a mile of them; they must now be aground,

and have frequently been so during the last three weeks; and being

directly upon our line of drift, are probably the immediate cause of our

still remaining in Melville Bay. The ice is slack everywhere, but the

temperature having fallen to 3°, new ice rapidly forms, so that the

change comes too late. The western limit of the day--Cape York--is very

distinct, and not more than 25 miles from us.

{PREPARING FOR WINTER.}

_18th._--Lanes of water in all directions; but the nearest is half a

mile from us. They come too late, as do also the N.W. winds which have

now succeeded the fatal south-easters. The temperature fell to 2° below

zero last night. We are now at length in the "North Water;" the old ice

has spread out in all directions, so that it is only the young

ice--formed within the last fortnight--which detains us prisoners here.

The icebergs, the chief cause of our unfortunate detention, and which

for more than three weeks were in advance of us to the westward, are

now, in the short space of two days, nearly out of sight to the

eastward.

The preparations for wintering and sledge-travelling go on with unabated

alacrity; the latter will be useful should it become necessary to

abandon the ship.

Notwithstanding such a withering blight to my dearest hopes, yet I

cannot overlook the many sources of gratification which do exist; we

have not only the necessaries, but also a fair portion of the luxuries,

of ordinary sea-life; our provisions and clothing are abundant and well

suited to the climate. Our whole equipment, though upon so small a

scale, is perfect in its way. We all enjoy perfect health, and the men

are most cheerful, willing, and quiet.

{PROSPECT FOR WINTER.}

Our "native auxiliaries," consisting of Christian and his twenty-nine

dogs, are capable of performing immense service; whilst Mr. Petersen,

from his great Arctic experience, is of much use to me, besides being

all that I could wish as an interpreter. Humanly speaking, we are not

unreasonable in confidently looking forward to a successful issue of

this season's operations, and I greatly fear that poor Lady Franklin's

disappointment will consequently be the more severely felt.

We are doomed to pass a long winter of absolute inutility, if not of

idleness, in comparative peril and privation; nevertheless the men seem

very happy--thoughtless, of course, as true sailors always are.

We have drifted off the bank into much deeper water, and suppose this is

the reason that seals have become more scarce.

_22nd._--Constant N.W. winds continue to drift us slowly southward.

Strong indications of water in the N.W., W., and S.E.; its vicinity may

account for a rise in the temperature, without apparent cause, to 27° at

noon to-day.

The newly formed ice affords us delightful walking; the old ice on the

contrary is covered with a foot of soft snow. We have no shooting;

scarcely a living creature has been seen for a week.

{BEARS--AMUSEMENTS.}

_24th._--Yesterday I thought I saw two of our men walking at a distance,

and beyond some unsafe ice, but on enquiry found that all were on board:

Petersen and I set off to reconnoitre the strangers; they proved to be

bears, but much too wary to let us come within shot. It was dark when we

returned on board after a brisk walk over the new ice. The calm air felt

agreeably mild. We were without mittens; and but that the breath froze

upon moustachios and beard, one could have readily imagined the night

was comfortably warm. The thermometer stood at +5°.

To-day when walking in a fresh breeze the wind felt very cold, and kept

one on the look-out for frost-bites, although the thermometer was up to

10°. Games upon the ice and skating are our afternoon amusements, but we

also have some few lovers of music, who embrace the opportunity for

vigorous execution, without fear of being reminded that others may have

ears more sensitive and discriminating than their own.

_26th._--The mountain to the North of Melville Bay, known as the 'Snowy

Peak,' was visible yesterday, although 90 miles distant; I have

calculated its height to be 6000 feet. A raven was shot to-day.

{DINNER STOLEN BY SHARKS.}

_27th._--Our salt meat is usually soaked for some days before being

used; for this purpose it is put into a net, and lowered through a hole

in the ice; this morning the net had been torn, and only a fragment of

it remained. We suppose our twenty two pounds of salt meat had been

devoured by a shark; it would be curious to know how such fare agrees

with him, as a full meal of salted provision will kill an Esquimaux dog,

which thrives on almost anything. I used to remonstrate upon the skins

of sea-birds being given to our dogs, but was told the feathers were

good for them! Here all sea-birds are skinned before being cooked,

otherwise our ducks, divers, and looms would be uneatably fishy. A

well-baited shark-hook has been substituted for the net of salt meat; I

much wish to capture one of the monsters, as wonderful stories are told

us of their doings in Greenland: whether they are the white shark or the

basking shark of natural history I cannot find out. It is only of late

years that the shark fishery has been carried on to any extent in

Greenland; they are captured for the sake of their livers, which yield a

considerable quantity of oil. It has very recently been ascertained that

a valuable substance resembling spermaceti may be expressed from the

carcase, and for this purpose powerful screw presses are now employed.

In early winter the sharks are caught with hook and line through holes

in the ice.

The Esquimaux assert that they are insensible to pain; and Petersen

assures me he has plunged a long knife several times into the head of

one whilst it continued to feed upon a white whale entangled in his

net!! It is not sufficient to drive them away with sundry thrusts of

spears or knives, but they must be towed away to some distance from the

nets, otherwise they will return to feed. It must be remembered that the

brain of a shark is extremely small in proportion to the size of its

huge head. I have seen bullets fired through them with very little

apparent effect; but if these creatures _can_ feel, the devices

practised upon them by the Esquimaux must be cruel indeed.

{THE ARCTIC SHARK.}

It is only in certain localities that sharks are found, and in these

places they are often attracted to the nets by the animals entangled in

them. The dogs are not suffered to eat either the skin or the head, the

former in consequence of its extreme roughness, and the latter because

it causes giddiness and makes them sick.

The nets alluded to are set for the white whale or the seal; if for the

former, they are attached to the shore and extended off at right angles

so as to intercept them in their autumnal southern migration, when they

swim close along the rocks to avoid their direst foe, the grampus, or

killer, of sailors, the _Delphinus orca_ of naturalists. When the white

whale is stopped by the net it often appears at first to be unconscious

of the fact, and continues to swim against it, affording time for the

approach of the boat and deadly harpoon from behind. If entangled in the

net a very short time suffices to drown them, as, like all the whale

tribe, they are obliged to come to the surface to breathe.

{KILLERS.}

The killer is also a cetacean of considerable size, 15 to 20 feet in

length, but of very different habits; it is very swift, is armed with

powerful teeth, and is gregarious. When in sufficient numbers they even

attack the whale, impeding his progress by fastening on his fins and

tail. In summer they appear in the Greenland seas, and the seals

instantly seek refuge from them in the various creeks and inner harbors;

and the Esquimaux hunter in his frail kayak, when he sees the huge

pointed dorsal fin swiftly cleaving the surface of the sea, is scarcely

less anxious to shun such dangerous company. With such stories as these

Petersen beguiles the time; I never tire of listening to them, and now

amuse myself in jotting scraps of them down.

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