Deep Sea Hunters in the Frozen Seas

Old Cap’n Pem was seated on the stringpiece of the wharf, his short black pipe gripped firmly in his mouth, and his wooden leg stretched stiffly before him like the stubby bowsp...

“No, they wouldn’t listen to us,” replied Tom. “Not even if you and Mike went. Dad said if the owners invited us—and we didn’t ask—and that if you and Mike went too, he’d let us...

Once past the lighthouse, and with a fair wind, the _Narwhal’s_ motor was stopped, sheets and braces were trimmed, and, heeling gently to her immense square foretop and foretopg...

“I told you they were whales!” exclaimed Tom triumphantly, as the two boats drew side by side, and the men busied themselves getting tow lines fast to the dead whale.

Within half a mile of the berg, the _Narwhal_ was hove to and lay resting motionless, gently rising and falling to the swell. Towering like a mountain peak, the mass of ice shim...

Steadily, day after day, the _Narwhal_ continued on her way northward. From morning until night—throughout the short night as well—bergs or floe ice were constantly in sight; bu...

Now that the excitement was over and the boys had a chance to look about, they searched the sea for Mr. Kemp. But nowhere was he to be seen. Then their glance turned towards the...

Shouts assured the boys that the men were still there long before they rounded a point and came in sight of the scene of the killing. They had not escaped unscathed. The rending...

Hour after hour the _Narwhal_ sailed steadily on, and ever as she proceeded, the floating ice and lofty drifting bergs grew larger and more numerous. When the shores of Baffin I...

Many days had passed since the boys’ first walrus hunt. They had learned much by experience and had killed many of the enormous ugly creatures without mishap. They had retained...

It was indeed a lucky thing for the _Narwhal_ and all upon her that the deaf-mute had been tinkering with the motor and had started the machine at exactly the right instant. Sca...

On the morning after their capture of the narwhal, the boys came on deck to find the weather completely changed. Above stretched a dull gray sky, great flakes of snow were drift...

Returning to the spot from which they had first shot the deer, the two boys hollowed a little cavity in the frozen snow within easy range of the dead reindeer and cuddled down c...

Although the boys’ fathers had painted a picture of long and dreary months in the Arctic with the ship frozen in, and only the whalemen and Eskimos for company, the boys found i...

One morning Tom came on deck, glanced ashore and rubbed his eyes. He could hardly believe what he saw. Beyond the igloos, several of the Eskimos were busily putting up a skin te...

Sergeant Manley smiled. “You don’t have to be far off to get lost up here,” he said, “and I’m blessin’ the day we met you. Best of luck all around. Saved you boys, saved us the...