But by two o'clock a smart breeze from the north lifted it.

The schooner was put about, and, under close-reefed sails, went bumping through the interminable ice-patches which seem ever to choke these straits.

The mountains to the northward showed white after the squalls of last night; and the seals were leaping as briskly amid the ice-cakes as if the terrific scenery of the previous evening had but given zest to their unwieldy antics..