MIRACLE OF THE WHITE WOLF.

SINDBAD on Burrator.

Victor.

The capture of the BURGOMEISTER VAN DER WERF.

King O’ Prussia.

The man who could have told.

The cellars of Rueda.

The haunted yacht.

Parson Jack’s fortune.

The burglary club.

Concerning st. John of Jerusalem.

Cox VERSUS Pretyman.

The BRIDALS of Ysselmonde.

England!

John and the ghosts.

Three photographs.

The talking ships.

The keepers of the lamp.

Two boys.

The senior fellow.

Ballast.

THE MIRACLE OF THE WHITE WOLF.

I.—­THE TALE OF SNORRI GAMLASON

In the early summer of 1358, with the breaking up of the ice, there came to Brattahlid, in Greenland, a merchant-ship from Norway, with provisions for the Christian settlements on the coast.  The master’s name was Snorri Gamlason, and it happened that as he sailed into Eric’s Fiord and warped alongside the quay, word was brought to him that the Bishop of Garda had arrived that day in Brattahlid, to hold a confirmation.  Whereupon this Snorri went ashore at once, and, getting audience of the Bishop, gave him a little book, with an account of how he had come by it.

The book was written in Danish, and Snorri could not understand a word of it, being indeed unable to read or to write; but he told this tale:—­

His ship, about three weeks before, had run into a calm, which lasted for three days and two nights, and with a northerly drift she fell away, little by little, towards a range of icebergs which stretched across and ahead of them in a solid chain.  But about noon of the third day the colour of the sky warned him of a worse peril, and soon there came up from the westward a bank of fog, with snow in it, and a wind that increased until they began to hear the ice grinding and breaking up—­ as it seemed—­all around them.  Snorri steered at first for the southward, where had been open water; but by and by found that even here were drifting bergs.  He therefore put his helm down and felt his way through the weather by short boards, and so, with the most of his men stationed forward to keep a look-out, fenced, as it were, with the danger, steering and tacking, until by God’s grace the fog lifted, and the wind blew gently once more.