(_Abridged from the Literary Gazette._)


On Saturday, September 29th, Captain Parry from his Arctic, and
Captain Franklin from his North-American expedition, arrived at the
Admiralty within half an hour of each other![3]

Captain Parry may himself be taken as a specimen of the health of his
crew; he looks as well as when he set out on his bold undertaking.

The sum of the intelligence which has transpired is, that the Hecla
having arrived at Hamerfest, took in the rein-deer for dragging the
boats, snow-shoes, &c. for the journey over the ice. Having reached
the coast of Spitzbergen, a heavy gale drove the ship among packed
ice, where she was entangled for several weeks, to the 6th of June.
Here the first effort to proceed in the manner projected was tried on
two boats commanded by Captain Parry and Lieut. Ross; but the ice
broke up, and it was speedily relinquished. The Hecla then wrought to
the north as far as Seven Islands, where finding no harbour, she put
back. By the 19th of June, however, having cut through a formidable
barrier, to the Wratskel of Van Henloopen, a second attempt to get
forward in the ice-boats was strenuously made. Unfortunately the ice
was what is called rotten, and so irregular as to render success
impossible. Nothing could exceed the fatigues and difficulties of
transport; the boats had to be loaded and unloaded many times in the
course of a few hours; and no field-ice was met with, to any extent,
over which they might glide on their way. The party at last attained
the latitude of 82 deg., and three quarters N.; or to between four and
five hundred miles of the Pole. Heavy rains prevailed, and the ice