But these were not the only amusements the crew went in for, on the snow-clad ice, for while Conal and Frank were one day visiting those great bergs, the inventive genius of the latter was once more shown.
They found that a great portion of one side of the biggest berg was quite on the slope, and covered with frozen snow.
"Hurrah!" cried Frank, "I've got another."
"Another what?"
"Why, another idea. This iceberg is just suited for tobogganing."
"Now," he added, "we sha'n't say a word to anybody till we try it ourselves first."
They, however, took the carpenter into their confidence, and he made them tiny sledges to sit upon. The slide was on a pretty gradual slope and altogether was about a hundred yards long from the top. Steps were cut at one side to make the getting up easy, and Frank himself was the first to make the descent.
"It is simply glorious!" This was his report.
"Flying," he added, "isn't in it."
And Conal himself confirmed this statement as soon as he himself had gone rushing down.