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LONGITUDE EVERYTHING.
The sun was as high in the polar heavens as it ever rises in that part of the world.

Captain Hubbell stood on the deck of the Dipsey with his quadrant in hand to take an observation.

The engines had been stopped, and nearly everybody on the vessel now surrounded him.
"Longitude everything," said Captain James Hubbell, "latitude ninety, which is as near as I can make it out." "My friends," said Mr.Gibbs, looking about him, "we have found the pole." And at these words every head was uncovered.
For some moments no one spoke; but there was a look upon the faces of most of the party which expressed a feeling which was voiced by Sarah Block.
"And yet," said she, speaking in a low tone, "there's nothing to see, after all!" Captain Hubbell's observations and calculations, although accurate enough for all ordinary nautical purposes, were not sufficiently precise to satisfy the demands of the present occasion, and Mr.Gibbs and the electricians began a series of experiments to determine the exact position of the true pole.
The vessel was now steered this way and that, sometimes backed, and then sent forward again.

After about an hour of this zigzag work Mr.Gibbs ordered the engine stopped.
"Now," said he, "the ring on the deck is exactly over the pole, and we may prepare to take possession." At these words Samuel Block disappeared below, followed by his wife.
"That was an odd expression of yours, Captain Hubbell," said Mr.Gibbs, "when you said we had reached longitude everything.