Old Jack seized Will as they fell into the water, and then caught at a floating piece of the boat.
The other sailors swam towards the companion boat, which hurried to the scene of the disaster and picked up all who were in the water.
Half an hour later the Arctic was signalled, and came to where the whale lay floating on the water, dead from the wounds it had received.
The cutting up of the monster and the securing of the oil was an active and interesting scene to the boys.
For nearly two weeks the Arctic cruised in the vicinity. Several other whales were sighted, but evaded capture.
A terrible storm drove them northwards soon afterwards. During its prevalence the boys were ordered to remain below.
At last one morning the tempest subsided, and the boys came on deck.
A cry of amazement and delight broke from their lips.
The Arctic was sailing onward amid fields of floating icebergs.