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<h1 class="faux">THE FROZEN NORTH.</h1>
<h2>by Richard Mayde</h2>
<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_I" id="CHAPTER_I"></SPAN>CHAPTER I.</h2>
<p><span class="pagenum hidden"><SPAN name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class="figleft"> <SPAN name="i_009.jpg" id="i_009.jpg"></SPAN><ANTIMG src="images/i_009.jpg" alt="" width-obs="80" height-obs="250" /> <p class="caption">AN OLD WOMAN <br/> OF GREENLAND.</p> </div>
<p>As we travel northward,
leaving the sunny lands
of the temperate zone, we
come after a time to mighty
and seemingly endless forests
of pines and firs. Mile after
mile, they stretch away in a
lonely silence. The wintry
gale that rages among them
is answered only by the howl
of the wolf, while a few bears,
reindeer, and the arctic fox,
alone of animals, find a home
in their snowy depths.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Gradually as we go onward the trees are
more stunted, gradually the pines and firs
give way to dwarfed willows, and soon we
come to the barren grounds, a vast region
extending about the pole, and greater in size
than the whole continent of Europe.</p>
<p>The boundary line of these barren
grounds, is not everywhere equally distant
from the pole. The temperature of arctic
lands, like that of other climes, is affected
greatly by the surrounding seas and by
ocean currents. In the sea-girt peninsula of
Labrador they reach their most extreme
southerly point; and as a rule they extend
southward where the land borders on the
ocean, receding far to the northward in the
centre of the continents.</p>
<p>All this vast territory is a frozen waste,
its only vegetation a few mosses and lichens.
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</SPAN></span>The few weeks of arctic summer do not
allow the growth of even shrubs. As we
advance through the forests the trees are
more and more dwarfed. Soon they become
merely stunted stems, for though they put
forth buds in summer, winter is upon them
before wood can be formed. On the shores
of the Great Bear Lake, it is said that a
trunk a foot in diameter requires four hundred
years for its formation.</p>
<p>A more desolate scene than the barren
grounds in winter, it is difficult to imagine.
Buried deep under the heaped up snows,
with the winds howling across their dreary
wastes, and an intense cold of which we have
little idea, it is no wonder that almost no
animal, save the hardy arctic fox, can find a
subsistence upon them.</p>
<p>But no sooner does the returning sun
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</SPAN></span>bring the short weeks of summer than all
this is changed, and they are the scene of
varied life and activity. Vast herds of reindeer
come from the forests to feed upon the
fresh mosses, flocks of sea-birds fly northward
to lay their eggs upon the rocks, and
to seek their food in the rivers teeming with
fish, while millions of gnats fill the air in
clouds, enjoying to the utmost their short
lives.</p>
<p>And their lives are indeed short, for it is
almost July before the snows are gone and
the hardy lichens can send forth shoots, and
by September all vegetation is again beneath
its snowy coverlet for another long nine
months’ sleep. The reindeer have, before
this, made haste to seek the shelter of the
forest, the bears have disposed of themselves
for their winter sleep, the birds have all
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</SPAN></span>sought the milder region southward, and all
is again silence and solitude.</p>
<p>It is due to the snow, that at first seems
such an enemy to vegetation, that even such
low forms of life as mosses are able to exist
on the barren grounds. Before the intense
cold of the arctic winter has set in, they are
buried deep beneath its warm folds. Outside
the wind may howl and the cold grow
more and more severe till the thermometer
marks for months forty degrees below zero;
beneath the snow an even and comparatively
mild temperature exists. Dr. Kane found
that when the outside air was thirty below
zero, beneath eight feet of snow it was twenty-six
above zero, a difference of fifty-six
degrees.</p>
<div class="figcenter"> <SPAN name="i_014.jpg" id="i_014.jpg"></SPAN><ANTIMG src="images/i_014.jpg" alt="" width-obs="399" height-obs="500" /> <p class="caption">THE BARREN GROUNDS IN SUMMER.</p> </div>
<p>Great as are the barren grounds, or tundri,
as they are called in Siberia, the arctic
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</SPAN></span>forest region is far greater, for it reaches
around the globe in a broad belt, nearly
a thousand miles in width. Few indeed are
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</SPAN></span>the occupants of these great tracts, compared
with the more favored southern lands. The
poverty of the soil, and the severity of the
climate, prevent the growth of crops, and
man is offered only such subsistence as can
be gained by hunting and fishing. In consequence
they are inhabited but by scattered
tribes of savages and by hardy trappers,
who brave their dangers for the rich booty
to be gained from their many fur-bearing
animals.</p>
<p>Of all the four footed inhabitants of these
forests, by far the most interesting is the
reindeer. What the camel is to the native
of the desert, the reindeer is to the Lapp,
or the Samojede. While it cannot compare
with its finely formed relative the stag, it
is excellently fitted for the situation in which
nature has placed it. Its hoofs are very broad,
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</SPAN></span>forming a species of snow shoe, which prevents
it from sinking in the drifts and allows
it to leap and run with the greatest swiftness,
while the squarely-built body, short legs and
broad hoofs are of the greatest help in swimming.
The most surprising thing about reindeer
is their sense of smell. For the greater
part of the year, their food consists entirely
of mosses which are buried beneath the snow.
These they uncover with their feet, having
first discovered their existence by their scent,
and no case has ever been known, where
a reindeer has made a mistake and dug for
moss in vain. They are easily domesticated
and taught to draw a light sledge, though it
is said when overloaded or otherwise maltreated,
they turn upon their persecutors with
horns and hoofs, and force him to take refuge
in flight. In many countries, as for instance
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</SPAN></span>Lapland, they form the chief article of wealth
and are owned in herds of thousands. Unfortunately
an epidemic disease often appears,
and the wealthy proprietor sees his whole
herd die in a single season, while he himself
must resort to the uncertain occupation of
the fisherman for support. Besides the reindeer
the arctic forests are the home of many
other animals. Such are the black bear, the
marten, ermine, mink, sable, various foxes,
and others.</p>
<p>Notwithstanding the vast extent of this
forest region and the small number of its
inhabitants, so eagerly are all these animals
hunted for their skins, that already certain
varieties are fast disappearing. The hand of
every man is against them, and hundreds of
thousands fall every year, either by the
arrow or trap of the native races, or the rifle
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</SPAN></span>ball of the trapper. The number of men
who follow this life is very great. Wild,
hazardous and lonely as it is, it possesses for
them a strange attraction, and though they
may forsake it for a time, they invariably
return to it.</p>
<p>Nearly the whole of the arctic lands of
North America are hunted over by the
Hudson’s Bay Company, which has its trading
forts and its outposts at intervals over the
whole country, from the Atlantic to the Pacific,
and northward to the barren grounds.
This great company employs as overseers,
guides, or voyageurs, over three thousand
men, and may be said beside to have in
its service nearly every Indian in North
America; in all perhaps a hundred thousand
men.
Communication is held between the posts
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</SPAN></span>in the interior by means of voyageurs, who,
with birch bark canoes, paddle up the rivers,
carrying immense loads, passing onward
through the trackless forest as unerringly as
if upon a broad highway.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</SPAN></span> “When after a
hard day’s work, they rest for the night, the
axe is immediately at work in the forest, and in
less than ten minutes the tent is up, and the
kettle simmering on the fire. They drag the
unloaded canoe ashore, turn it over and examine
it carefully, either to fasten again some
loose stitches or to paint over some damaged
part with fresh rosin. Under the cover of the
boat, and with a flaming fire in the foreground,
they bid defiance to the weather.
At one o’clock in the morning <i>lève lève</i> is
called; in half an hour the encampment is
broken up, and the boat reladen and relaunched.
At eight in the morning a halt
is made for breakfast, for which three-quarters
of an hour are allowed. About two,
half an hour’s rest suffices for a cold dinner.
Eighteen hours work and six rest make out
the day.” And this is not all; presently a
rapid is reached. Here the whole cargo has
to be taken out, the boat lifted on the shoulders
of one of the men and carried perhaps
for several miles through swamp and brier,
while the cargo is carried by the others in a
like laborious manner.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum hidden"><SPAN name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class="figcenter"> <SPAN name="i_021.jpg" id="i_021.jpg"></SPAN><ANTIMG src="images/i_021.jpg" alt="" width-obs="319" height-obs="500" /> <p class="caption">EGG GATHERING.</p> </div>
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<div class="figcenter"> <SPAN name="i_023.jpg" id="i_023.jpg"></SPAN><ANTIMG src="images/i_023.jpg" alt="" width-obs="465" height-obs="350" /> <p class="caption">ARCTIC BIRDS.</p> </div>
<p>But the scene of greatest life, in the arctic
regions, is to be found among the birds. On
the rocky cliffs, that stand out in the Polar
sea in the short northern summer, they are
to be found in such quantities as to literally
darken the sky. Auks, and gulls, and
ducks, cover the rocks. The most daring
arctic explorer has never penetrated to lands
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</SPAN></span>where he has not found the eider duck.
Well may this bird dare to make journeys
into tracts where none can follow. With its
warm coat it can bid defiance to the cold,
and on its swift wing it can fly over fifty
miles an hour, and should danger arise, can
soon be beyond its reach. The hardy natives
of Iceland gather each year large quantities
of their feathers, which have a high value.
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</SPAN></span>Reaching their nests they take from them the
delicate feathers, which the female bird has
pulled from her breast to make a soft covering
for the expected young. No sooner does she
find her nest bare, than she again pulls a fresh
supply, which is again taken from her. A
third time she lines anew her nest, and now
she is left in peace, for if again disturbed, the
bird deserts entirely her accustomed breeding
place, and seeks a new region beyond the
reach of man.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum hidden"><SPAN name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</SPAN></span></p>
<div class="figcenter"> <SPAN name="i_025.jpg" id="i_025.jpg"></SPAN><ANTIMG src="images/i_025.jpg" alt="" width-obs="346" height-obs="550" /> <p class="caption">BIRD CATCHING.</p> </div>
<p>Coasts, such as those of Norway, where
the rocky cliffs rising hundreds of feet above
the sea stretch for mile after mile, are
especially fancied by sea birds. Every ledge
is crowded with their nests, while the air is
dark with them. But no cliff can protect
them against their great enemy, man. No
cliff is too inaccessible for him to reach.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>Where the rocks can be approached from the
sea, a boat lands two men on some projecting
ledge. Their only aid is a long pole
terminating in a hook, and the rope by
which they are tied together. One, using his
hands and feet, proceeds to climb up the cliff
to some higher ledge, while his comrade
fixing the hook firmly in his leathern belt,
pushes from below till the point is reached.
He himself is then pulled upward, by the
rope, till both stand together. Continuing
this perilous journey, they often ascend to a
height of five or six hundred feet above the
sea. Here the birds are so tame that they
have but to put forth their hand to catch
them, and the work of destruction begins.
As fast as killed, they are thrown into the sea
and picked up by the boat’s crew in waiting
below. Sometimes when the weather is fair,
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</SPAN></span>the men spend several days on the cliff, sleeping
at night on some broad ledge.</p>
<p>When the cliff cannot be reached in this
way, it is common for a man to be lowered
over the face of the rock by a rope, as is
shown in the picture. Hanging thus in mid-air,
with the ocean roaring a thousand feet
below and the sea-birds flying wildly about him,
a single mistake, or often a moment’s hesitation,
would cause his certain death, and a cool head
alone can be trusted at this perilous work.</p>
<p>It is said that an ancient law of Norway
required that when a man fell in this way, his
nearest relative should at once take the position
in which the dead man was. If he
could keep it in safety, Christian burial was
allowed the body, but if he refused to undertake
it, death was considered the result of
recklessness, and the dead man was considered
a suicide.</p>
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