Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-01-07

noiselessly on the sharp edges Of the
ice-ffeld.
Here they must wait their chance OF
whaler appearing; and for how long?
But heaven pitied the poor fellows.
Tor the very next day A1tamont per-
ce1Ved sail on the horizon.
Just then a happy inspiration came
TO the doctor. His fertile genius, which
mas served him many a time in such
good stead, supplied him with one last
idea
A foe, driven by the current, struck
against the ice-feld, and Clawbonny
exclaimed. pointing to it:
This foe!"
His companions could not under
stand what he meant
Let us embark on it! let us embark
on It'll"
Bell, assisted by Altamont, hurried
10 the sledge, and brought back one Of
the poles, which he stuck fast on the
Ice like mast, and fastened 1t with
ropes. The tent was torn up to fur
n1sh sail, and as soon as the frail
craft was ready the poor fellows jump
ed upon 1t, and sailed out to the open
sea.
Two hours later the survivors of the
Forward were picked up by the Hans
christian, Danish whaler, on her way
to Davis straits.
Zen days afterward, Clawbonny,
Johnson, Bell, Altamont and Captain
Hatteras landed at Korsam, in Zea-
land' an island belonging to Denmark
Iney took the steamer to Kiel, and
from there proceeded by Altoona and
r1anpurg to London, where they ar
rived on the 18th of the same month,
scarcely recovered after their long suf-
ferings
The first care of Clawbonny was to
request the Royal Geographical Society
to receive communication from him.
one can imagine the establishment Of
the learned assembly and the enthusi-
astic applause when he read Hatteras'
document.
The doctor and his companions had
the honor Of being presented to the
queen by the lord chancellor and they
were feted and "lionized" in all quar-
ters.
The government confirmed the names
Of Queens Island" Mount Hatteras"
| and "Altamont Harbor."
The insanity Of Capt. Hatteras was
OF mild type, and he lived quietly at
Stem cottage, a private asylum near
Liverpool, where the doctor himself
| had placed him. He never spoke, and
understood nothing that was said to
| him; reason and speech had fed to-
| gether. The only tie that connected
| him with the outside world was his
| friendship for Duke, who was allowed
| to remain with him.
For considerable time the captain
| had been in the habit of walking in
| the garden for hours, accompanied by
| his faithful dog, who watched him with
| sad, Wistful eyes, but his promenade
| was always in one direction in a par
| ticular part of the garden. When he
| got to the end of this path he would
| stop and begin to walk backwards. If
| anyone stopped him he would point
| with his finger towards a certain part
| Of the sky, but let anyone attempt to
| turn him round, and he became angry,
while Duke as If sharing his masters
| sentiments, would bark furiously.
The doctor, who often visited his af-
! flicted friend, noticed this strange pro-
| ceeding one day, and soon understood
| the reason for it. He saw how it was
| that he paced so constantly in a given
| direction, as if under the influence of
| some magnetic force.
This was the secret: John Hatteras
| invariably walked towards the north.
(The end)