"My lads," he said, "no doubt you think I brought you into this
fix, if it is a fix, and maybe some of you feel bitter against me
on account of it. But you must remember that for many a season no
ship that comes to the country has brought in as much oil-money as
the old Pole-Star, and every one of you has had his share of it.
You can leave your wives behind you in comfort while other poor
fellows come back to find their lasses on the parish. If you have
to thank me for the one you have to thank me for the other, and we
may call it quits. We've tried a bold venture before this and
succeeded, so now that we've tried one and failed we've no cause to
cry out about it. If the worst comes to the worst, we can make the
land across the ice, and lay in a stock of seals which will keep us
alive until the spring. It won't come to that, though, for you'll
see the Scotch coast again before three weeks are out. At present
every man must go on half rations, share and share alike, and no
favour to any. Keep up your hearts and you'll pull through this as
you've pulled through many a danger before." These few simple
words of his had a wonderful effect upon the crew. His former
unpopularity was forgotten, and the old harpooner whom I have
already mentioned for his superstition, led off three cheers, which
were heartily joined in by all hands.
September 16th.--The wind has veered round to the north during
the night, and the ice shows some symptoms of opening out.
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