442 NEWS FROM HOME. 



ville Bay had been made in about five hours less time 

 than our northern. 



From the Horse's Head we jogged on through a 

 foggy atmosphere with occasional thick squalls of 

 snow and light variable winds, until after three days' 

 groping we found ourselves again at anchor in Uper- 

 navik harbor. 



While the chain was yet clicking in the hawse-hole, 

 an old Dane, dressed in seal-skins, and possessing a 

 small stock of English and a large stock of articles to 

 trade, pulled off to us with an Esquimau crew, and, 

 with little ceremony, clambered over the gangway. 

 Knorr met him, and, without any ceremony at all, de- 

 manded the news. 



" Oh ! dere 's plenty news." 



" Out with it, man ! What is it ? " 



" Oh ! de Sout' States dey go agin de Nort' States, 

 and dere 's plenty fight." 



I heard the answer, and, wondering what strange 

 complication of European politics had kindled another 

 Continental war, called this Polar Eumaeus to the 

 quarter-deck. Had he any news from America ? 



" Oh ! 't is 'merica me speak ! De Sout' States, you 

 see ? dey go agin de Nort' States, you see ? and 

 dere 's plenty fight ! " 



Yes, I did see ! but I did not believe that he told 

 the truth, and awaited the letters which I knew must 

 have come out with the Danish vessel, and which 

 were immediately sent for to the Government-House. 



It proved that letters had been brought for us 

 by our old friend, Dr. Kudolph, who had returned a 

 few weeks before from Copenhagen, and who kindly 

 brought them aboard himself as soon as he knew of 

 our arrival, and almost before my messenger had 

 reached the shore. 



