The waves were reaching the points of these fingers, and we had to rush from one recess to another when the waters receded.

We soon reached the east side of the glacier and noticed its great activity at this point.
Changes had occurred within the preceding twenty-four hours.

Some huge pieces had broken off, and the masses of mud and stone that were being driven before the advancing ice showed movement.

The glacier was like a gigantic plough driving irresistibly towards the sea.
Lying on the beach beyond the glacier was wreckage that told of many ill-fated ships.

We noticed stanchions of teakwood, liberally carved, that must have came from ships of the older type; iron-bound timbers with the iron almost rusted through; battered barrels and all the usual debris of the ocean.