All hands were called.
CHAPTER XIV.--"HEAVE, AND SHE GOES! HURRAH!"
"All hands on deck! Tumble up, my lads! Tumble up!"
The men needed no second bidding. They did tumble up, every man Jack of them, as merrily as if marriage-bells had called them.
"All hands unship rudder!"
That was the next order. For there was great danger of this being dashed to pieces by the cruel ice.
The rudder was about the only vulnerable portion of the ship indeed.
Two whole hours were spent at this work, for the men, unlike those who sail to Arctic regions, had never been drilled to such work.
The short day had almost worn to a close before the job was finished.
But sail was now got on her, and by means of long poles, twenty men overboard on the ice managed not only to clear the way for her by shoving the pieces to one side, but also to steer the vessel, by keeping her head in the right direction.