so many sea-fowl; they were so
numerous that they hid the rocks on the coast line and darkened the sky.

For several days we sailed along the rocky coast of Franz Josef Land.
Finally, a favoring wind came up that enabled us to make the West Coast,
and, after sailing twenty-four hours, we came to a beautiful inlet.

One could hardly believe it was the far Northland. The place was green
with growing vegetation, and while the area did not comprise more than
one or two acres, yet the air was warm and tranquil. It seemed to be at
that point where the Gulf Stream's influence is most keenly felt.(3)

(3 Sir John Barrow, Bart., F.R.S., in his work entitled "Voyages of
Discovery and Research Within the Arctic Regions," says on page 57:
"Mr. Beechey refers to what has frequently been found and noticed--the
mildness of the temperature on the western coast of Spitzbergen, there
being little or no sensation of cold, though the thermometer might be
only a few degrees above the freezing-point. The brilliant and lively
effect of a clear day, when the sun shines forth with a pure sky, whose
azure hue is so intense as to find no parallel even in the boasted
Italian sky.")

On the east coast there were numerous icebergs, yet here we were in open
water. Far to the west of us, however, were icepacks, and still farther
to the westward the ice appeared like ranges of low hills. In front of
us, and directly to the north, lay an open sea.(4)

(4 Captain Kane, on page 299, quoting from Morton's Journal on Monday,
the 26th of December, says: "As far as I could see, the open passages
were fifteen miles or more wide, with sometimes mashed ice separating
them. But it is all small ice, and I think it either drives out to the
open space to the north or rots and sinks, as I could see none ahead to
the north.")

My father was an ardent believer in Odin and Thor, and had frequently
told me they were gods who came from far beyond the "North Wind."

There was a tradition, my father explained, that still farther northward
was a land more beautiful than any that mortal man had ever known, and
that it was inhabited by the "Chosen."(5)

(5 We find the following in "Deutsche Mythologie," page 778, from the
pen of Jakob Grimm; "Then, the sons of Bor built in the middle of the
universe the city called Asgard, where dwell the gods and their kindred,
and from that abode work out so many wondrous things both on the earth
and in the heavens above it. There i