Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-02-17
A STORY OF TILE NORTH.

The following narrative Of the fate of
Errick Rande, is particularly interesting.
" As early as 988, Errick Rande, an Ice
land;c chieftain, fitted out an expedition
Of twenty five galleys at Suefell, and hav-
ing manned them with sufficient crews of
colonists, set forth from Iceland to what
appeared a more congenial climate
They sailed upon the ocean fifteen days,
and they saw no land. The next day
brought with it storm, and many gal
liant vessel sunk in the deep. Mountains
of ice covered the water, as far as the eye
could reach, and but few galleys escaped
destruction. The morning Of the seven
teenth day was clear and cloudess the
sea was calm, and far away to the north
ward could be seen the glare of the ice
fields rejecting on the sky. The remains
Of the shattered vessels gathered togeLh
er to pursue their voyage, but the galley
Of Errick Rande was not there. The
crew of galley which was driven further
down than the rest, reported that as the
morning broke, the large fields Of ice that
had covered the ocean were driven by
the current past them, and that they be-
held the galley of Errick Rande, borne
by resistless force and with the speed OF
the wind, before tremendous field OF
ice. her crew had lost all control of her,
and they were tossing their arms in wild
agony. Scarcely moment had elapsed
before it was walled in by hundred ice
hills, and the whole mass moved forward
and was soon beyond thehorizon. That
the galley Of the narrators escaped, was
wonderful it remained, however, uncon
tradicted, and the vessel of E"rick Rande
was never more seen.
Half century after that Danish col
ony was established upon the western
coast of Greenland The crew of the
vessels which carried the colonists thith
err in their excursions into the interior,
crossed range of hi is that stretched to
the northward they had approached
nearer to the pole than any preceding
Adventures. Upon looking down from
the SUBMITS of the hills, they beheld a
vast and interminable field of ice, undula-
ting in various places and forming a
thousand grotesque shapes. They saw,
not far from the shore, figure in an ice
vessel, with glittering iccles instead OF
masts rising from it. Curiosity promp
ted them to approach, when they beheld
a dismal sight. Figures Of men in every
attitude of woe were upon the deck, but
they were icy things one figure alone
stood erect. and with folded arms. lean.
ing again the mast. Ratchet was pro
cured and the ice split away, and the fea
lures of chieftain disclosed, pallid and
deathly and free from decay. This was
doubtless the vessel, and that figure the
form of Errick Rande. Bennnbed with
cold. and in the agony of despair, his
crew had fallen around him. The spray
Of the ocean and the fogs had frozen as
it lighted upon them, and covered each
figure with an icy robe, which the short
lived glance of Greenland sun had not
time to remove. The Danes gazed upon
the spectacle with trembling they knew
not but the scene might be their fate
They knelt down upon the deck and NUT
tered prayer in their native tongue for
the souls of the frozen crew, then hurried
ly left the place, for night was approach
inc