few minutes the register showed six hundred feet. they had been saved from death in the sea. "hurrah!" cried jack.
"i believe the tornado has left us!" indeed the roaring of the wind was less now. the ship was no
longer violently tossed. in a few minutes the wind died away almost completely, and, aside from the rising motion, and
a slight swaying, the monarch rode on an even keel. the danger was over. "is the ship safe?" called professor
henderson from his bunk. "all safe!" exclaimed the hunter cheerfully. "we had a little blow, but it is all over,
and the monarch behaved like the king she is--or, perhaps i ought to say queen, seeing that all ships are
ladies. but how do you feel, professor?" "i am much better," was the answer, showing that the medicine had done
its work. "i feel hungry," he went on. "what time is it?" "six o clock," answered jack, looking at the
dial. "night or morning?" "morning, i guess." "then we ll have breakfast," said the professor with a smile. he stepped
from the bunk. as he did so there was a sudden lurch to the ship. then it began to sink
suddenly. "we are going down!" cried the captain. "what has happened?" "the gas bag is leaking again!" shouted washington from
the engine room. the hearts of all were filled with new terror. they had just come safely through one danger
only to fall into another. the professor limped to the engine room. a glance confirmed his fears. the gas was
escaping from the bag in large quantities. "i am afraid the patch we put on has come loose," he said.
"the tornado must have unfastened it. are we over land or sea?" he asked anxiously. jack hurried to where the
sheet of thick glass was set into the floor of the cabin. he peered down toward the ground. "we are
over land, or, at least, a big ice field," he said, looking up." we must have crossed some arm of
the sea, or, perhaps, a bay." then, as he looked down through the window again, he gave a frightened start.
"there are people below us!" he...