80 THE JEANNETTE ARCTIC EXPEDITION. 



"The deepest sympathy has been felt here for the miss- 

 ing expedition. We cannot forget the noble way in which 

 Mr. Grinnell and the United States government and people 

 came forward, not merely with sympathetic words, but active 

 deeds, during the search for Sir John Franklin and his ill- 

 fated but heroic followers. I was myself on board one of 

 the English searching ships that were moored to the ice-floe 

 barring the way westward on September 10th, 1850, and well 

 remember our feelings of grateful admiration when the two 

 gallant little American schooners, the Advance and Rescue, 

 put out their ice anchors alongside us and remained there 

 during a gale of wind, and then beat up through the fast- 

 closing ice to the western end of Griffith Island, in company 

 with our squadron.* DeHaven, Dr. Kane, and the others 

 nobly represented the feeling of their country that feeling 

 of generous sympathy which is filling our hearts now, and 

 making us as anxious for news of the Jeannette as Amer- 

 icans were then about the fate of Franklin. 



^'The American people may be assured that not only do 

 English geographers feel the deepest sympathy for the gal- 

 lant explorers on board the Jeannette, but that we shall 

 gladly and actively do what lies in our power to make the 

 search complete, and give any aid that may, after due con- 



*Thc Englishman's memory is good, as the following extracts from Dr. 

 Kane's history of the First United States Expedition, commanded by 

 Lieutenant Edwin DeHaven, -will show. These extracts are copied from 

 "The Frozen Zone and its Explorers," published at Hartford : 



"September 10. Here we are again all together, even Ommanney with 

 the rest. The Resolute, Intrepid, Assistance, Pioneer, Lady Franklin, 

 Sophia, Advance, and Rescue; Austin, Ommanney, Penny, and De- 

 Haven, all anchored to the 'fast 'off Griffith's Island, the way to the 

 west completely shut out. 



"September 13, 10 A. M. We are literally running for our lives, sur- 

 rounded by the imminent hazards of sudden consolidation in an open 

 sea. All minor perils, nips, bumps, and sunken bergs, are discarded. 

 We are staggering along under all sail, forcing our way while we can. 



"4 P. M. We continued beating toward Griffith's Island, till, by doub- 

 ling a tongue of ice, we were able to force our way. The English seemed 

 to watch our movements, and almost to follow in our wakea compli- 

 ment, certainly, to DeHaven's ice-mastership." 



