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Jean Cornbutte suffered so much that he could not walk, and André Vasling so skilfully aggravated his gloomy feelings, that he forced from him a promise not to pursue his search farther in those frightful solitudes. Penellan did not know which saint to invoke. He thought it unworthy and craven to give up his companions for reasons which had little weight, and tried to upset them; but in vain.
All hurried forward, and so imprudently, that Turquiette slipped into a fissure, and would have certainly perished, had not Jean Cornbutte seized him by his hood. He got off with a rather cold bath. The brig was indeed floating two miles away. After infinite trouble, the little band reached her.
Her mother, when she was dying, had confided her to her brother, Jean Cornbutte. The brave old sailor loved her as a daughter, and saw in her proposed union with Louis a source of real and durable happiness. The arrival of the ship, already signalled off the coast, completed an important business operation, from which Jean Cornbutte expected large profits.
The two Norwegians, Aupic, and André Vasling, whose health was good, cast ferocious looks at their companions, whom they saw wasting away. Louis Cornbutte led Penellan on deck, and asked him how much firing was left. "The coal was exhausted long ago," replied Penellan, "and we are about to burn our last pieces of wood." "If we are not able to keep off this cold, we are lost," said Louis.
Penellan advanced towards the Norwegians, who drew their cutlasses; but, aided by Misonne and Turquiette, he succeeded in snatching the weapons from their hands, and gained possession of the salt meat. André Vasling and Aupic, seeing that matters were going against them, did not interfere. Louis Cornbutte, however, took the mate aside, and said to him, "André Vasling, you are a wretch!
This total absence of night was not, however, very apparent, for the fog, rain, and snow sometimes enveloped the ship in real darkness. Jean Cornbutte, who was resolved to advance as far as possible, began to take measures of health. The space between decks was securely enclosed, and every morning care was taken to ventilate it with fresh air.
Your ship has arrived at the very moment that the government has decided to contract for a large quantity of wood for the navy!" "What is that to me?" replied Jean Cornbutte. "What care I for the government?" "You see, Monsieur Clerbaut," said Marie, "one thing only absorbs us, Louis's return." "I don't dispute that," replied Clerbaut. "But in short this purchase of wood "
He had left his native land to find his son, and had died in these terrible regions! His grave was dug on an eminence, and the sailors placed over it a simple wooden cross. From that day, Louis Cornbutte and his comrades passed through many other trials; but the lemons, which they found, restored them to health.
Jean Cornbutte hoped to find his deposits of provisions again, as they had become well-nigh indispensable by the addition of four persons to the party. He was therefore very careful not to diverge from the route by which he had come. By good fortune he recovered his sledge, which had stranded near the promontory where they had all run so many dangers.
The preparations for the journey were completed about the 20th of October. It remained to select the men who should compose the party. The young girl could not be deprived of the protection of Jean Cornbutte or of Penellan; neither of these could, on the other hand, be spared from the expedition. The question, then, was whether Marie could bear the fatigues of such a journey.
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