Then the Explorer sailed away down the Arctic river to the sea.
Homeward bound!
These were magic words.
The boat kept on across the open Polar Sea, and finally reached the ice barrier.
To the joy of all, an open passage was found, and it did not become necessary for the Explorer to go under the ice.
The voyage homeward proved a propitious one.
When at length the last iceberg faded from view, and the Atlantic tossed about them, all were happy.
Frank Reade, Jr.’s, Arctic voyage had been a glowing success.
Not one on board but was in the highest of spirits.
In due course of time Readestown was reached in safety.