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‘THE SMOKY GOD’

1908: THE SMOKY GOD 6

Conclusion  In concluding this history of my adventures, I wish to state that I firmly believe science is yet in its infancy concerning the cosmology of the earth. There is so much that is unaccounted for by the world’s accepted knowledge of to-day, and will ever remain so until the land of “The Smoky God” is known and recognized by our geographers. It is the land from whence came the great logs of cedar that have been found by explorers in open waters far over the northern edge of the earth’s crust, and also the bodies of mammoths whose bones are found in vast beds on… Read More

1908: THE SMOKY GOD 5

Among The Ice PacksFor the next forty-five days our time was employed in dodging icebergs and hunting channels; indeed, had we not been favored with a strong south wind and a small boat, I doubt if this story could have ever been given to the world. At last, there came a morning when my father said: “My son, I think we are to see home. We are almost through the ice. See! the open water lies before us.” However, there were a few icebergs that had floated far northward into the open water still ahead of us on either side, stretching away for many miles. Directly… Read More

1908: THE SMOKY GOD 4

In The Under WorldWe learned that the males do not marry before they are from seventy-five to one hundred years old, and that the age at which women enter wedlock is only a little less, and that both men and women frequently live to be from six to eight hundred years old, and in some instances much older.18 18Josephus says: “God prolonged the life of the patriarchs that preceded the deluge, both on account of their virtues and to give them the opportunity of perfecting the sciences of geometry and astronomy, which they had discovered; which they could not have done if they had not lived… Read More

1908: THE SMOKY GOD 3

Beyond The North WindI tried to forget my thirst by busying myself with bringing up some food and an empty vessel from the hold. Reaching over the side-rail, I filled the vessel with water for the purpose of laving my hands and face. To my astonishment, when the water came in contact with my lips, I could taste no salt. I was startled by the discovery. “Father!” I fairly gasped, “the water, the water; it is fresh!” “What, Olaf?” exclaimed my father, glancing hastily around. “Surely you are mistaken. There is no land. You are going mad.” “But taste it!” I cried. And thus we made… Read More

1908: THE SMOKY GOD 2

Olaf Jansen’s Story My name is Olaf Jansen. I am a Norwegian, although I was born in the little seafaring Russian town of Uleaborg, on the eastern coast of the Gulf of Bothnia, the northern arm of the Baltic Sea. My parents were on a fishing cruise in the Gulf of Bothnia, and put into this Russian town of Uleaborg at the time of my birth, being the twenty-seventh day of October, 1811. My father, Jens Jansen, was born at Rodwig on the Scandinavian coast, near the Lofoden Islands, but after marrying made his home at Stockholm, because my mother’s people resided in that city. When… Read More

1908: THE SMOKY GOD

THE SMOKY GOD Or A Voyage to the Inner World By WILLIS GEORGE EMERSON With Illustrations by JOHN A. WILLIAMS CHICAGO FORBES & COMPANY 1908 Copyright, 1908. By WILLIS GEORGE EMERSON CONTENTS Dedication Part I. Author’s Foreword Part II. Olaf Jansen’s Story Part III. Beyond The North Wind Part IV. In the Under World Part V. Among the Ice Packs Part VI. Conclusion Part VII. Author’s Afterword ILLUSTRATIONS “I was left alone with the dead.” “Twenty-eight years — long, tedious, frightful years of suffering.” “A vessel larger than our little fishing sloop could not have threaded its way among the icebergs.” “By what miracle we escaped… Read More