THE LAST CRUISE OF THE MIRANDA. 



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Mr. Manuel 

 firemen. 



In the morning 



ice-pilot Dumphy, steward Farrell, and two 



as there was no breeze, three of the 

 dories, manned by members of the 

 Rig el crew, were sent ahead, and towed 

 us out from the sheltering harbor un- 

 til we caiight a breeze from the open 

 ! sea. Again the dense fog fell about 

 us, through which, every now and 

 then, the huge dim forms of icebergs 

 could be discerned. That night of 

 August 30 was an anxious one for all, 

 but especial- 

 ly so for Cap- 

 tain Dixon. 

 In the heavy 

 fog we some 

 times passed 

 so close to 

 icebergs that 

 we almost 

 grazed them, 

 and occasion 

 ally we could 

 hear sounds 

 like a can- 

 nonade as 

 great pieces 

 of ice broke 

 from the 

 bergs and 

 fell into the 



water. The next morning the fog scaled, and by noon we 

 had put into- Henley harbor, within the straits of Belle Isle, 



TOWING THE RIGEL. 



