The works of Edgar Allan Poe; newly collected and edited, with a memoir, critical introductions, and notes, by Edmund Clarence Stedman and George Edward Woodberry; the illustrations by Albert Edward Sterner.

ADVENTURE OF ONE HANS PFAALL

and more apparent. Cold by no means so intense.
Nothing of importance occurred, and I passed the day
in reading, having taken care to supply myself with
books.
April 5th. Beheld the singular phenomenon of the
sun rising while nearly the whole visible surface of
the earth continued to be involved in darkness. In
time, however, the light spread itself over all, and I
again saw the line of ice to the northward. It was
now very distinct, and appeared of a much darker hue
than the waters of the ocean. I was evidently approaching it, and with great rapidity. Fancied I
could again distinguish a strip of land to the eastward,
and one also to the westward, but could not be certain. Weather moderate. Nothing of any consequence happened during the day. Went early to
bed.
April 6th. Was surprised at finding the rim of
ice at a very moderate distance, and an immense field
of the same material stretching away off to the horizon in the north. It was evident that if the balloon
held its present course it would soon arrive above the
Frozen Ocean, and I had now little doubt of ultimately seeing the Pole. During the whole of the day
I continued to near the ice. Towards night the limits
of my horizon very suddenly and materially increased,
owing undoubtedly to the earth's form being that of
an oblate spheroid, and my arriving above the flattened regions in the vicinity of the Arctic circle.
When darkness at length overtook me, I went to bed
in great anxiety, fearing to pass over the object of so
much curiosity when I should have no opportunity of
observing it.
April 7th. Arose early, and, to my great joy, at
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