Thirteen Years In Arctic Seas

I JjJne evening in the middle of August, 1775, Capt. Warren, the master of a Greenland whale ship, found himself becalinea among an immense number of icebergs in about 77 degs. north latitude. They were of immense height and wedged together, and a succession of snow covered peaks appeared behind them as far as the eye could reach, showing that the ocean was completely blocked up in that quarter. Capt. Warren did not feel altogether satisfied with his situation, but there being no wind he could not move, and he therefore kept a strict watch, knowing that he would be safe so long as the bergs kept their situation. One night af ter a violent storm the captain found that his ship had snstained no serious injury, and that the accuinulated icebergs had bcome disarranged and separated, and that a kind of canal had been fonned Ihrongh which his ship could pass. After he had proceeded a few miles a ship made its appearance about inidday. The sun shone brightly at the time. At first the bergs prevented the captain from seeing much of her but her masts, but he was struck with the strange marmer in which her sails were disposed and with the dismantled aspect of her yards and rigging. She continued to go before the wind, and then grounded and remained motionless. The captain's curiosity was so much excited that he immediately jumped into a boat with several of the crew and rowed toward her. On approaching her he observed that she was considei-ably weather beaten, and not a soul appeared on deck, which was covered with snow to a considerable depth. He then hailed her crew several times, but no answer was returned. Previous to stepping on board an open port hole canght his eye, and on looking into it he perceived a man reclining back in a chair with writing materials on a table before him, but the feebleness of the light made everything indistinct. The party went upon deck, and having removed the hatchway, after a few moments pause they descended to the cabins. They first carne to the apartinent which Capt. Warren had viewed throngh the port hole. A tremor seized him as he entered it. lts inmate stül retained the same position and was insensible of the entrance of strangers. He was found to be a corpse, and a green damp mould had covered his cheeks and forehead and veiled his open eyeballs. He had a pen in his hand, and the log book lay in front of him. Neither f rel nor wood could be found anywhere, and the captain was prevented by the snperstitious prejudices of his seamen from e.xamining the vessel as minutely as he could wish. He therefore carried away the log book, returned to his own ship, and steered to the southward deeply impressed with the awful example which he had just witnessed of the dangers of navigating the Polar seas. On re turning to England he made inquiries respecting vessels that had disappeared, and by comparing results with the documenta he ascertained the name and history of thefrozen ship, and found she had been there thirteen years previous to the tizne of his discovering her. - Sheffield Telesrraph.