chap, xx SEVEN ISLANDS 281 



sea. It was a memorable view. We gazed at it, as men 

 looking upon a world they will never see again. The little 

 Expres lay still upon the calm water in the island's lee. She 

 seemed impatient to be off, fearing the adventure of the ice, 

 which was coming down with stealthy drift, nearer and 

 nearer every hour. 



