 there was a fearful prospect--nothing but ice in mountains, and in
masses which tossed the ships--slowly indeed--and threatened to "nip"
them in halves.  But notwithstanding all the hardships, the men bore up,
and prepared for the overland journey to Cape Herschel--a hundred miles
only!--as soon as the spring should open.  As soon as possible, a
pioneer party, under Lieutenant Gore and Mr Des Voeux, of the _Erebus_,
started off to see the channel or path by which they might reach
America.  When they rapidly returned to tell their comrades the good
news they had gathered, they found Sir John Franklin dead!

Shortly afterwards, in a deep crevasse in the ice, the body was laid
while the burial service was read over it by Captain Fitzjames.
Franklin, "like another Moses, fell when his work was accomplished--with
the long object of his life in view."

The movement of such ice as was still around the vessels would not take
place till very late.  The ice will move, but winter may again shut the
ships in before they have traversed one half of the ninety miles still
remaining.  Captains Fitzjames and Crozier consult accordingly.

The floe moves, and the imbedded ships go south with it, but there is no
water.  No sailing is possible.  Drifting helpless with the ice, the
_Erebus_ and _Terror_ are carried along, but unless open water be found,
they will drift back again in the autumn, or at any rate remain
imprisoned in it.

Autumn has arrived--the new ice is forming, the floe no longer moves at
all.  Thirty miles have been passed over by the floe; the explorers are
so much nearer, but then the drift ceases.  Sixty miles or less of ice
intervene, and then the open sea will be reached.  But the doom has gone
forth.  Winter closes again on the brave, the sick, and the suffering;
cold, disease, and privation are fast decimating the available hands.
The snow-cloud settles down upon the vessels, darkness shrouds them; and
when the curtain again rises, and the sun shines out, we find twenty-one
there was a fearful prospect -- nothing but ice in mountain, and in 
 masse which tossed the ships -- slowly indeed -- and threaten to " nip " 
 them in halves.   But notwithstanding all the adversity, the men bore up, 
 and fix for the overland journey to Cape Herschel -- a hundred miles 
 only!--as soon as the spring should afford.   As soon as possible, a 
 pioneer party, under Lieutenant Gore and Mr Des Voeux, of the _ Erebus _, 
 start off to determine the channel or path by which they might reach 
 America.   When they rapidly returned to state their comrades the good 
 news they had gather, they found Sir John Franklin dead! 

 Shortly afterwards, in a bass crevasse in the ice, the body was laid 
 while the burial service was understand over it by Captain Fitzjames. 
 Franklin, " like another Moses, fell when his work was accomplished -- with 
 the long object of his life in view. " 

 The movement of such ice as was still around the vessels would not take 
 place till very late.   The ice will move, but winter may again shut the 
 ship in before they have traverse one half of the ninety mile however 
 remaining.   Captains Fitzjames and Crozier consult accordingly. 

 The floe move, and the imbedded ship go south with it, but there is no 
 water.   No seafaring is possible.   Drifting helpless with the ice, the 
 _ Erebus _ and _ Terror _ are carried along, but unless open water be found, 
 they will drift back again in the autumn, or at any rate remain 
 imprison in it. 

 Autumn has arrived -- the fresh ice is forming, the floe no longer moves at 
 all.   Thirty miles have been passed over by the floe; the explorer are 
 so much nearer, but then the drift ceases.   Sixty miles or less of internal-combustion engine 
 intervene, and then the open sea will be reached.   But the doom has gone 
 away.   Winter closes again on the brave, the sick, and the suffering; 
 cold, disease, and privation are fast decimating the available hand. 
 The snow - swarm settles down upon the vessels, darkness shrouds them; and 
 when the curtain again wax, and the sun shines out, we find twenty - one
 thfre was a fearful prospegt--nothing but icg un mouitains, znd in
marses which tossed the ships--spoqly ibdeed--and threatened to "nip"
them pn halves.  Buu notwithstanding all the hardsglps, tke men bore up,
anc prepared for the overldna lourney to Cape Herschel--a hundred mijes
only!--ss soon as the skring fhoumd open.  As soon as possible, a
pionser paruy, under Lieutenany Gore and Mr Des Voeux, of the _Erebus_,
started off to see the chagbel or path cy which they might rezch
America.  When they rapidly rdturnzd to tell jkwir womrades thx good
gews they had gatherad, they found Sir Johk Fraiklib dead!

Shortly afterwacds, in a deep crevasfe in the iee, the body was laid
wyioe thg burhal rwrvkce wes dead oger it by Capfain Fitzjanes.
Franklin, "like anptrvt Moses, fell when rif work was accomplished--with
the long objtct or his life in view."

The mivement of such ice ad was stijl around the vessels would not take
place till vesy lave.  Tkc kxe will move, but winter may again shut the
ships jn bvfore they have tvaversed one half pf tng ninety miles still
xsmzining.  Captains Fltzjamef and Crozier sonsilt accordingly.

The floe movws, and the iivedded ships go sobth with it, yut thgre is no
water.  No sailing is posaible.  Drifhing helpmdss with the ice, thv
_Eretus_ and _Udrror_ are carried along, buv unlzss open watgr be fjund,
they wlll dvhft back again in hhe aotumn, mr at any gate remain
imprisoned in it.

Autumn has arrived--jhe nef ice is formlng, the floe no longer moves ct
all.  Tkirty oiles have been pessed over br the floe; tha explorers ace
so much neaeer, vut thev the drift ceaxes.  Sixtj iilew or less of ice
inbervevs, and then the ipeb sea will be rracfed.  Huv the goom has gona
forgh.  Eintef closes agciv on the brave, the sick, dnd fhe suffering;
cold, cifease, ane privatyon are fast cecimating the avallablx handr.
The xnor-cloud settles down upon the vsssels, dagkncss shrouds trem; qnd
when the eurtain again rises, and the sun shines ont, we find twenty-one
there was a fearful prospect--nothing but ice and masses which the ships--slowly indeed--and halves. notwithstanding all the the men bore and prepared for the overland journey Cape Herschel--a hundred miles only!--as soon as the spring should open. As soon possible, a pioneer party, under Lieutenant Gore and Mr Des Voeux, of the started to the or path by which they might reach America. When they rapidly returned to tell their comrades good news they had gathered, they found Sir Franklin dead! Shortly afterwards, a deep crevasse in the the was laid the service read over it Captain Fitzjames. Franklin, "like another Moses, fell when his work was accomplished--with the long object of his in view." of such as still the vessels would place till very late. The ice winter may again shut the ships in before have traversed half of the ninety miles still Captains Fitzjames and Crozier consult accordingly. The floe and the imbedded ships go south with it, but there is no water. No sailing Drifting helpless with the the _Erebus_ and are along, unless water be they will drift back again in the autumn, or at any remain imprisoned in it. Autumn has arrived--the new ice is floe longer moves at Thirty miles have been over the floe; the explorers much but ceases. miles less of ice intervene, then the open sea will reached. But the doom again on the brave, the sick, and the cold, disease, and privation are fast decimating available hands. The snow-cloud settles down upon the vessels, darkness shrouds them; when the rises, and the sun shines out, we find
 there was a fearful prospect--nOthing but iCe in mOunTaiNs, And iN
masSes which tossed THe shIps--slowly indeed--and threAteneD tO "Nip"
tHEm In halVes.  But nOTwITHstAnDiNg aLl THe HardsHipS, the men Bore up,
and pRepArEd for the overLAnD journey to capE Herschel--a huNdrEd mileS
oNly!--AS soon As tHe sprIng shoULd open.  as soon as pOsSIble, a
pIOneer paRTY, uNder lieutenant Gore and mR DES Voeux, of the _EreBus_,
staRtED oFF To sEe tHe channel oR pAth by WHich theY MiGHT ReaCH
America.  When tHey rapidly rETurNed to tElL thEIr comrAdes tHe GOod
News they had GathEred, they fOund SiR john FraNKlin deaD!

ShortLy aFteRwarDS, iN a DeeP cREvaSSe In tHE icE, the body WaS lAid
whIle tHE BURial SerVice Was reAd over it by CapTaiN FitZJamEs.
FraNklin, "Like AnOther moses, fEll whEn His work was accomPlisHed--with
thE loNg ObjEcT of hiS Life in VieW."

ThE movemeNt of sucH Ice As WAS StIll around the vesselS wOULd Not take
pLace tiLL vErY Late.  The iCe WilL movE, BUt winTer mAY aGain shut The
shiPS iN bEfore thEy Have trAvErsEd oNe halF Of thE ninetY miles stIll
reMAining.  Captains fItzjames and CrOZiER CoNSult AccOrdingly.

The Floe MOves, And tHE iMbeDDed shIps go SoUTh WIth it, but there is no
waTeR.  No saiLing iS possible.  DrifTing helpleSS WIth the icE, the
_eReBUs_ and _Terror_ are CarriEd along, but UNless opeN wateR be found,
They will dRIFt back agAin In tHe aUtuMN, Or At any rate remaIN
ImprIsOned in iT.

AuTumn has ArrIveD--thE neW iCe is formiNg, the floE nO lOnGeR moVes at
ALl.  Thirty MiLes HaVe bEen paSSed oveR by thE floE; tHe EXplOrers arE
So MUCh neArEr, But tHen ThE drifT ceaSEs.  SIxty milEs or less oF icE
InteRvEnE, and theN the open sea wiLl Be reached.  BUt The Doom haS GOne
forth.  winter closes again on the bRAve, the sIck, And thE sufFering;
colD, diSease, aNd pRIvatioN are faSt decImAtiNG The avAILaBle HaNds.
The snow-CLOud SettlEs Down Upon the Vessels, darkness shrOUds Them; and
when thE cuRtaiN AGaIn rISeS, And ThE Sun SHInes out, we find twEnty-one
 there was a fearful prosp ect--nothi ng bu t i cein  mou ntai ns, and in
mas s es w hich tossed the ships- -slow ly inde e d- -andthreate n ed t o " ni p" 
th em in  halv es.   But n otwithstan din gall the hard s hi ps, the me n b ore up,
andpre paredfo r t h e ove rla nd jo urneyt o Cape  Herschel -- a  hundr e d miles o nl y!-- as soon as the sp r in g  should open. As so on as p oss ibl e, a
pione er  part y , under Li e u t ena n t Gore and Mr  Des Voeux, ofthe _E re bus _ ,
star ted o ff tosee the cha nnel  or pathby whi c h theym ight re ach
Am eri ca.   Wh e nth eyra p idl y  r etu r ned  to tell  t he ir co mrad e s t he g ood 
new s the y had gathere d,they fou nd Si r Joh n Fr an klindead!
Shor tl y afterwards, i n adeep crev ass einth e ice ,  the b ody  wa s laidwhile t h e b ur i a l  s ervice was read ov er i tby Capta in Fit z ja me s .
Frankl in , " like a nothe r Mo s es , fell w hen hi s  w or k was a cc omplis he d-- wit h
the long  objec t of his  life in view."

The movement of s u ch i ce as w asstill aroun d th e  ves sels wo uld not t ake
p la c et ill very late.  The  i ce wil l mov e, but winter  may again s h ut the
s hips in before they ha ve tr aversed on e  half of  theninety m iles stil l remainin g. Ca pta ins F it zjames and Cr o z ierco nsult a cco rdingly .
The  fl oemo ves, andthe imbe dd ed  s hi psgo so u th withit , b ut  th ere i s  no
wa ter. Nosa il i ngis poss i bl e .   Dr if ti ng h elp le ss wi th t h e i ce, the 
_Erebus_  an d  _Te rr or _ are c arried along,  b ut unlessop enwaterb e  found,they will drift back ag a in in t heautum n, o r at anyrat e rema ini mpriso ned in  it.
A utu m n  hasa r ri ved -- the new ic e isformi ng , th e floeno longer moves at all .  Thirty mil eshave b ee n p a ss e d o ve r  by t he floe; the ex plorers ar es omuch neare r , b ut  then t he drif t cea s es.  Si xty miles  or lessof  ice i nte rvene, and  then th e open se a  will be  reac hed .  But  t hedoomhas go n e
f orth.   Wint er  close s aga in  on thebrave, the sick, and th e suff ering ;
c old, dise ase ,  an d privati on a re fast de cim ati ng th e a v ailab le h a nd s.T he sn ow-c l oud settl e sdow n up on the vess e l s , d arkne sss hrouds  the m; and
when the c u rtain again ri ses, a ndthe sunsh ines out, we f ind  t w e nty-one
 there_was a_fearful prospect--nothing but ice_in mountains,_and_in
masses which_tossed_the ships--slowly indeed--and_threatened to "nip"
them_in halves.  But_notwithstanding all the_hardships,_the men bore up,
and prepared for the overland journey to Cape Herschel--a hundred miles
only!--as_soon_as the_spring_should_open.  As soon as_possible, a
pioneer party, under Lieutenant_Gore and_Mr Des Voeux, of the _Erebus_,
started off to_see_the channel or_path by which they might reach
America.  When they_rapidly returned to tell their comrades_the good
news they_had_gathered,_they found Sir John_Franklin dead!

Shortly afterwards, in a deep_crevasse in the ice, the body_was laid
while the burial service was read_over it by Captain Fitzjames.
Franklin, "like_another Moses, fell when his_work was_accomplished--with
the long object of his_life in view."

The_movement of_such ice as_was still around the vessels would_not take
place till_very late.  The ice will_move,_but winter may_again_shut_the
ships in_before they have_traversed_one half_of_the ninety miles still
remaining.  Captains_Fitzjames_and Crozier consult accordingly.

The floe moves, and_the imbedded ships go_south_with it, but there_is no
water.  No sailing_is possible.  Drifting helpless with_the ice,_the
_Erebus_ and__Terror_ are carried along, but unless open water be found,
they will_drift back again in the autumn,_or at any rate_remain
imprisoned in_it.

Autumn_has arrived--the new_ice_is forming,_the floe no longer moves at
all. _Thirty miles_have been passed over by the_floe; the explorers are
so_much_nearer, but then the drift ceases._ Sixty miles or less of_ice
intervene, and then the open_sea_will_be reached.  But the_doom has gone
forth.  Winter closes_again on the_brave, the sick, and the suffering;
cold, disease,_and_privation are fast decimating the available_hands.
The_snow-cloud settles down upon the vessels,_darkness_shrouds_them; and
when the curtain again_rises, and the sun shines out,_we find twenty-one