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And yet the needle continued to point north. We were sorely perplexed, for surely our direction was now south. AND YET THE NEEDLE CONTINUED TO POINT NORTH WE WERE SORELY PERPLEXED FOR SURELY OUR DIRECTION WAS NOW SOUTH
 the sea. The shore-line stretched far away to the right of us, as far as the eye could see, and all along the sandy beach were waves breaking into choppy foam, receding, then going forward again, ever chanting in monotonous thunder tones the song of the deep. The banks were covered with trees and vegetation. I cannot express my feeling of exultation at this discovery. My father stood motionless, with his hand on the tiller, looking straight ahead, pouring out his heart in thankful prayer and thanksgiving to the gods Odin and Thor. In the meantime, a net which we found in the stowage had been cast, and we caught a few fish that materially added to our dwindling stock of provisions. The compass, which we had fastened back in its place, in fear of another storm, was still pointing due north, and moving on its pivot, just as it had at Stockholm. The dipping of the needle had ceased. What could this mean? Then, too, our many days of sailing had certainly carried us far past the North Pole. E LANDS JUTTING OUT BOLDLY INTO THE SEA THE SHORE LINE STRETCHED FAR AWAY TO THE RIGHT OF US AS FAR AS THE EYE COULD SEE AND ALL ALONG THE SANDY BEACH WERE WAVES BREAKING INTO CHOPPY FOAM RECEDING THEN GOING FORWARD AGAIN AND EVEN CHANTING HIM MONOTONOUS THUNDER TONES THE SONG OF THE DEEP THE BANKS WERE COVERED WITH TREES AND VEGETATION I CANNOT EXPRESS MY FEELING WITH EXULTATION AT THIS DISCOVERY MY FATHER STOOD MOTIONLESS WITH HIS HAND ON THE TILLER LOOKING STRAIGHT AHEAD POURING OUT HIS HEART IN THAT THANKFUL PRAYER AND THANKSGIVING TO THE GODS ODIN AND THOR IN THE MEANTIME A NET WHICH WE FOUND IN THE STOWAGE HAD BEEN CAST AND WE CAUGHT A FEW FISH THAT ADDED TO OUR DWINDLING STOCK OF PROVISIONS THE COMPASS WHICH WE HAD FASTENED BACK IN ITS PLACE IN FEAR OF ANOTHER STORM WAS STILL POINTING DUE NORTH AND MOVING ON ITS PIVOT JUST AS IT HAD AT STOCKHOLM THE DIPPING OF THE NEEDLE HAD CEASED WHAT COULD THIS MEAN TOO OUR MANY DAYS OF SAILING HAD CERTAINLY CARRIED US FAR PAST THE NORTH POLE
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