John Henry Goldfrap, The Boy Aviators' Polar Dash; or…
“ The only thing for the two ships to do was to keep burning flare lights, in order that they might keep apart and not crash together in the tempest."Shall we go down, do you think?" asked Billy, shivering in spite of himself, as a huge wave towered above them as if it would engulf the polar ship, and then as she rose gallantly to its threatening bulk, went careening away to leeward as if angry at being cheated of its prey."We can only hope for the best," said a voice at his elbow. It was Captain Hazzard. "I have implicit confidence in Captain Barrington. He is a sailor of rare mettle." ”
