FROM EDINBURGH TO THE ANTARCTIC 
get the ship out of the jam, and by and bye the ice opened 
a little, and the black spot of struggling figures, by dint of 
much poling and shoving, made its escape and rowed up 
astern and got hold of a tow-line, and we steamed out of 
the swirling currents. 
About six P.M. we were again in the neighbourhood of 
the Danger Islands. Before coming to them we had a good 
view of the high mountains in Louis Philippe Land ; they 
seemed to me nearly as high as Mount Haddington, with 
sharp peaks and some small patches of black rock showing 
through the coating of glaciers. These were hidden by 
mist when we sailed south. As they are not put down by 
Ross in his chart, I suppose we are the first who have ever 
seen them. I made a drawing of them as they appeared — 
dull yellow against a clear band of primrose sky above 
them, a canopy of ridged grey clouds just touching one 
of the peaks. Their outlines reminded me of the peaks 
in Arran. 
As we neared and passed Cape Fitzroy, I saw what I 
take to be the pillar that Sir James Ross called D'Urville's 
monument, after the French navigator. It resembled a 
lighthouse covered with snow, and rose from the sloping 
S.W. shore of Joinville Land ; it was hidden by the high 
land on the south point of Joinville Land as we steamed 
north ; I should think it was a little under a hundred feet 
high. I may say, however, that guessing heights and dis- 
tances in these latitudes across water is more difficult 
here, owing to the atmospheric effects, than it is at home. I 
certainly would never have thought that Mount Hadding- 
ton, which Ross puts down at 7050 feet, was nearly so high. 
