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Updated: July 2, 2025
The next instant she gripped both her companion's wrists and lifted as she never lifted before. There was wild terror in her eye. The roar of the second wave was drumming in her ears. She was not a second too soon. Hardly had she dragged the half-unconscious girl from the pool than it closed with a grinding crash, and the ice-pan again tilted high in air.
Marian, now pacing back and forth across a narrow ice-pan, now pausing to listen, felt her anxiety redoubled by every succeeding moment. What could have happened to Phi? Had some mishap befallen him? Had a slip thrown him into some dangerous crevice? Had thin ice dropped him to sure death in the surging undercurrent? Or had he merely wandered too far and lost his way?
Phi waited the closing of the gap. Eight feet, seven, six, five, four. "Now!" he breathed. His right foot lifted, his left stiffened, his body shot forward. The next moment there was a sickening crash the ice-pan had broken in a thousand pieces. But the boy and the dog, saved by a timely leap, lay prone upon the surface of the rocky cliff.
I could not help laughing at my position, standing hour after hour waving my shirt at those barren and lonely cliffs; but I can honestly say that from first to last not a single sensation of fear crossed my mind. My own faith in the mystery of immortality is so untroubled that it now seemed almost natural to be passing to the portal of death from an ice-pan.
As he rushed back over the way in which he had come, something caught his eye. An immense ice-pan had been up-ended by the press of the drift. It had toppled half over and lodged across the edge of a smaller cake. Now, like an ancient drawbridge, it hung suspended over the black moat of the salt water channel. The boy's quick eye had detected a very slight movement downward.
The next moment, utterly overcome with excitement, he sank weakly to the surface of the ice-pan. "This won't do," he said cheerily, after a brief period of rest. "Rover, old boy, we must be traveling. If the ice is crowding that shore, which it must be from the feel of the wind, there's a chance for us yet."
As we grate and scrape painfully along I look back and see that the ice-pan channel we leave behind is lined with scarlet. It is the paint off our hull. The spectacle is all too suggestive for one who has always regarded the most attractive aspect of the sea to be viewed from the landwash.
Now was the time to try Dave's last trick. Sending three men to stretch a hundred-fathom cable from the submarine, and to anchor its farther end to a great ice-pan, he dropped below to return at once with a package. Cautioning the men not to follow him, he walked away seventy-five yards, bent over the center of an ice-pan, seemingly to adjust certain things and put others in order.
As I went to sleep that night there still rang through my ears the same verse of the old hymn which had been my companion on the ice-pan: "Oh, help me from my heart to say, Thy will be done."
"How long do you intend to squat here anchored to an ice-pan?" A spark shot from the governor's sleepy eyes, and Captain Gazer swallowed words twice before he answered. "Till the ice opens a way," says he. "Opens a way!" repeats Radisson. "Man alive, why don't you carve a way?" "Carve a way yourself, Radisson," says the governor contemptuously. That was let enough for Pierre Radisson.
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