The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1873-09-04

arbitration, and DR.. Kenealy have not only
been disgraceful, but the strong language
which they have employed in their high words
gives us anything but a cheerful view of 'the
time-honored British Bar" We publish this
morning the peroration of DR.. Kenealy,
masterpiece in its way, and the strongest case
we have yet seen made out for the Wrapping
butcher or the scion of noble house.
The Search for tho Polaris-The United
states sloop-of-War Juniata ON Her
Way to Disco and Upernavik.
When Hermann Melville wrote 'Typee" he
opened to the reading public strangely new.
if imaginary world, sensuously peopled and
enriched with voluptuous landscapes The
realm which is described in to-day's HERALD
by our correspondent on board the United
States sloop-of-war Juniata is equally
new and equally strange, and has
the additional advantage of being neither
voluptuous nor imaginary. The descrip-
ton is powerful and conscientious
picture of q region about which little has
hitherto been said and less is known. Beneath
the humor and sympathy of our correspond
ent's style flows the still and solemn current
of tragedy and omen. You can detect the
grave import of the expedition upon which
captain and crew are bound as directly and
unerringly as you can scent the coming rain
in summer air. The search for the Polaris is
the proper sequel to her loss. You picture to
yourself the lonely Juniata proceeding on her
perilous voyage, conscious Of her prowess and
nursing a noble scorn of fog and iceberg
and all the elemental enemies that
join hands against her. You see the
crew made one by unity Of purpose,
their heroic duties contrasting with the rugged
and grotesque wildness of the Esquimaux,
among whom they find themselves at Holstein-
borg and Sukkertoppen While you listen to
a violin's scraping in a Greenlander's hut you
perceive in the distance the darkness and the
blackness of the rain storms of the sea. While
you bargain for ice dogs and assume the coat
of seal-skin CHASTITY tableau unfolds itself
to fancy and the green mould of the Polar
Ocean tints with the supernatural the pinched
features of a starved and frozen crew.
But pictures like this have not weighed too
heavily on the heart of the Juniata's company.
From Commander Braine down they are prac-
teal men, not given to dreaming, or, If so,
their dreams are of that instantaneous order
which rank as conceptions passing into imme-
date action. The letter which we print to-day
was completed only few moments before the
Juniata was expected to set sail for Disco,
thence probably to proceed to Upernavik, at
which point the search for the Polaris would
become matter near at hand. 1t seems that
the Juniatas crew have been behaving like
men who can play all the harder because of their
capabilty for very serious work. They shot
elder ducks on Hamborg Island and did
battle with mosquitoes at Holsteinborg They
gave right cordial welcome to the Esquimaux
who came swarming around them in the
native kyacks, and some of the officers, as in
duty bound, called upon the Danish Governor
at Sukkertoppen. They attended hop, at
which Esquimau Brummels were radiant in
seal-skin breeches, and they enjoyed the in
estimable privilege of. contemplating the
Arctic Aphrodite beneath the glamour Of
blubber and bulbousness. They imbibed
coffee sweetened with succulent Danish candy.
They felt their spirits swell beneath the
desolate and icy grandeur of the Greenland
landscapes and when they saw the native at
his worship they bowed their heads and &C.
knowledged that he performed that act in an
honester spirit than their friends in the tenn
perate zone.
1t is pleasant to see the grave and gay trifles
of social and domestic life weaving themselves
among the sombre warp and wool of this
hazardous expedition. We have been pecu-
liarly fortunate in our selection of CORE
spondents who could go into danger with that
CHEEKY patience that bright equability which
both proceed from courage and sustain it.
Our Greenland letter is the latest
evidence Of this, and the promptness
with which It has come to hand
and the avidity with which it will
be read are the best reward which the HERALD
could desire for its indefatigability and enter
prise. In a voyage of this description there is
plenty to attract an adventurous, not to say
heroic, nature. The constant presence Of
danger, the contact. with unfamiliar customs
and institutions, the embodiment Of gigantic
landscapes at once weird and splendid, the
strange and superb natural phenomena new
to the eyes of the explorer, the dread secret to
the clew of which hope asserts every hour is
bringing him near the solicitudes he leaves
behind him to be counterbalanced by the ex-
ultation to be created by triumphant return,
the knowledge that his purpose is a noble one,
whatever may be the end achieved-all these
considerations spur the imagination and carry
even the authenticated glowingly into the
land where ice is king IT, in addition to all
these, the romantic sentiment steps in and
represents the Polar Continent as sort of
frozen consciousness, holding in its dreadful
abysms the very secrets which we burn to