e lee when it came on to blow.

I didn't take no notice though, but kept on picking away, till all at
once there came on such a fog that I could hardly see my boots.

That there fog lasted three days, and when it was gone, there was no
ship nowhere, and the iceberg drifting away doo north as hard as ever it
could go.

I wouldn't ha' cared if it hadn't been so cold, for I got plenty of
seals and sea-birds, snaring 'em when they was asleep; but the cold was
awful, and when we got stuck fast--froze up at last--I was glad to get a
good run over the solid ice, which I did till I came to the edge of a
big basin, like, where I lay down, tired out, and dropped off to sleep.
You've just come, I suppose?

The doctor nodded.

"Ah! and it's as cold as ever," said the English sailor. "Now, if
Atlantic Jones--Heigh--was--he--here--hum! Well, I am sleepy. Got a
tot of grog, mates?"

The doctor reached out his hand for the case-bottle; but, as he did so,
there seemed to be a mist come on suddenly where the English sailor sat;
and, when it cleared away, there was a lot of moisture freezing hard, an
empty tobacco-box, and the rusty blade of a knife.

"As-tonishing!" said the doctor. "Suspended animation!"

"But where's he gone now?" I says.

"Into his original constituents," said the doctor; and our fellows all
shuffled out of the tent, with their fur caps lifted up by their hair,
and wouldn't go in again; so we had to move the bit of a camp farther up
along the edge of the big basin, and scrape and clear the snow off the
transparent ice--where, hang me! if there wasn't another fellow a few
inches down.

"Yes," says the doctor; "this place is full of relics of the past, and
if we searched we should find hundreds. Get him out!"

"But what's the good?" growled Scudds, "if they on'y melts away again?"

"We must do it for scientific reasons," says the doctor. "Out with him,
men!"

There was no help for it, so at it we went; and now our chaps got over
some of their scared feelings, all but the doctor's nevvy, who did
nothing but shiver, and nearly jumped out of his ice-boots, when, after
thawing, the rough figure we had got out of the ice sat up suddenly, and
exclaimed--

"An' did somebody say how did I get here?"

"We thought it," said the doctor.

"Bedad! I heard ye," said the figure. "Give's a taste of rum, which is
the best makeshift for poteen, and I'll tell ye. But it's very cowld."

He cowered close over