WOODS HOLE OCEANOGRAPHIC INSTITUTION :^Arr^ ^^W/^ '^.ji'^ ""^ 'Nsr,ruT,oN NEAREST THE POLE THE GEOGRAPHICAL LIBRARY The Opening of Tibet, By Perceval Landon Flashlights in the Jungle, By C. G. Schillings The Passing of Korea, By Homer B. Hulbert Fighting the Polar Ice, By Anthtny Fiala Nearest the Pole, By %. E. Peary, U. S. N. " NEAREST THE POLE " COM^L^NDER ROBERT E. PEARY PLANTING THE AAIERICAN FLAG LATITUDE Sr &. APRIL 21, 1906 Painted by Albert Operti, from photographs Nearest the Pole A Narrative of the Polar Ex- pedition of the Peary Arctic Club in the S. S. Roosevelt, 1905-1906 By R. E. PEARY, U. S. N PTith ninety -Jive photographs by the author, two maps and a frontis- piece in colour by Albert Operti New York Doubleday, Page & Company 1907 AfAf^ ^fN , Copyright, 1907, b^ DODBLEDAY, PaGE & COMPANT PcBLisHED, April, 190' All Rights Reserved ncluding that of translation into foreign lancnaoes Including the Scandinavian TO HER WHO HAS BEEN MY CONSTANT AID AND INSPIRATION AND HAS BORNE THE BRUNT OP IT ALL INTRODUCTION The Address of President Roosevelt on his presentation of the Hubbard Medal of the National Geographic Society to Commander Robert E. Peary, at the annual banquet of the Society, December 15, 1906. / count myself fortunate in having been asked to he present this evening at such a gathering and on behalf of such a society to pay a tribute of honour to an American who emphatically deserves well of the commonwealth. Civilised people usually live under conditions of life so easy that there is a certain tendency to atrophy of the hardier virtues. And it is a relief to pay signal honour to a man who by his achievements makes it evident that in some of the race, at least, there has been no loss of hardy virtue. I said some loss of the hardier virtues. We will do well to recollect that the very word virtue, in itself, origin- ally signifies courage and hardihood. When the Roman spoke of virtue he meant that sum of qualities that we characterise as manliness. INTRODUCTION I emphatically believe in peace and all the kindred virtues. But I think that they are only worth having if they come as a consequence of possessing the combined virtue of courage and hardihood. So I feel that in an age which naturally and properly excels, as it should excel, in the milder and softer qualities, there is need that we should not forget that in the last analysis the safe basis of a successful national character must rest upon the great fighting virtues, and those great fighting virtues can be shown quite as well in peace as in war. They can be shown in the work of the philanthropist; in the work of the scientist; and, most emphatically of all, in the work of the explorer, who faces and overcomes perils and hardships which the average soldier never in his life knows. In war, after all, it is only the man at the very head who is ever lonely. All the others, from the subordinate generals down through the privates, are cheered and sustained by the sense of companionship and by the sense of divided responsibility. You, the man whom we join to honour to-night, you, who for month in and month out, year in and year out, had to face perils and overcome the greatest risks and difficulties with resting on your shoulders the undivided respon- sibility which meant life or death to you and your followers — you had to show in addition what the modern commander with his great responsibility does not have to show. You had to show all the moral qualities in war, together with other qualities. You did a great deed, a deed that counted for all mankind, a deed which reflected credit upon you and upon your country; and on behalf of those present, and speaking also for the millions of your countrymen, I take pleasure in handing you this MORRIS K. JESUP INTRODUCTION Hubbard medal, and in welcoming you home from the great feat which you have performed, Commander Peary. Peary's reply to President Roosevelt on the presen- tation of the Hubbard Medal of the National Geo- graphic Society, December 15, 1906. President Roosevelt: In behalf of the Peary Arctic Club and its president, Morris K. Jesup, I beg to express our deep appreciation of the great honour conferred by the National Geographic Society in this award of its gold medal, and the double honour of receiving this medal from your hand. Your continued interest, Mr. President, your permis- sion to name the club's ship after you, and your name itself have proved a powerful talisman. Could I have foreseen this occasion, it would have lightened many dark hours, but I will frankly say that it would not, for it could not, have increased my efforts. The true explorer does his work not for any hopes of reward or honour, but because the thing he has set himself to do is a part of his being, and must be accomplished for the sake of the accomplishment. And he counts lightly hardships, risks, obstacles, if only they do not bar him from his goal. To me the final and complete solution of the Polar mys- tery which has engaged the best thought and interest of some of the best men of the most vigorous and enlightened nations of the world for more than three centuries, and to-day quickens the pulse of every man or woman whose veins hold red blood, is the thing which should be done for the honour and credit of this country, the thing which it is intended that I should do, and the thing that I must do. INTRODUCTION The result of the last expedition of the Peary Arctic Club has been to simplify the attainment of the Pole fifty per cent., to accentuate the fact that man and the Eskimo dog are the only two mechanisms capable of meeting all the varying contingencies of Arctic work, and that the American route to the Pole and the methods and equipment which have been brought to a high state of perfection, during the past fifteen years, still remain the most practicable tneans of attaining that object. Had the past winter been a normal season in the Arctic region and not, as it was. a particularly open one throughout the Northern hemisphere, I should have won the prize. And even if I had known before leaving the land what actual conditions were to the northward, as I know now, I could have so modified my route and my dis- position of sledges that I could have reached the Pole in spite of the open season. Another expedition following in my steps and pro- fiting by my experience cannot only attain the Pole; but can secure the remaining principal desiderata in the Arctic regions, namely, a line of deep sea soundings through the central Polar Ocean, and the delineation of the unknown gap in the northeast coast line of Greenland from Cape Morris Jesup to Cape Bismarck. And this work can be done in a single season. As regards the belief expressed by some that the attainment of the North Pole possesses no value or in- terest, let me say that should an American first of all men place the Stars and Stripes at that coveted spot, there is not an American citizen at home or abroad, and there are millions of us, but what would feel a little better and a INTRODUCTION little prouder of being an American; and just that added increment of pride and patriotism, to millions^ would of itself alone he worth ten times the cost of attaining the Pole. President Roosevelt, for nearly four centuries the world dreamed of the union of the Atlantic and Pacify. You have planted the Stars and Stripes at Panama and insured the realisation of that dream. For over three centuries the world has dreamed of solving the mystery of the North. To-night the Stars and Stripes stand nearest to that mystery, pointing and beck- oning. Andy God willing, I hope that your adminis- tration may yet see those Stars and Stripes planted at the Pole itself. For, between those two great cosmic boundaries^ the Panama Canal and the North Pole^ lie the heritage and the stupendous future of that giant whose destinies you guide to-day, the United States of America. ANNOUNCEMENT New York, March 30, 1907 The Peary Arctic Club at a recent meeting resolved unanimously to place the Roosevelt on dry dock for a refitting, and to subsequently tender the same to Commander Peary for a final attempt to be made by him to reach the North Pole. Believing Commander Peary will be successful, the Club has taken this action, and they have every confidence in the gallant and intrepid American, and share in the pride that must animate the American people to see planted at the North Pole the American flag. The Peary Arctic Club asks the aid of those who have heretofore con- tributed, as well as the co-operation and aid of all or any who are inter- ested in this patriotic enterprise. The expense of this final expedition it is estimated will be one hundred thousand dollars. Morris K. Jesup, President. New York, March 30, 1907 The fact, as indicated in Mr. Jesup's letter, that the Peary Arctic Club hopes to send out another Polar Expedition the coming summer, will, I trust, be ac- cepted as an excuse for any shortcomings in this volume. The writer has, from the day of his return, been under the stress of insistent and incessant demands, and in working and planning for the next campaign, has found it difficult and at times impossible to put this narrative of the compaign just finished, in the shape that would do full justice to himself and his publishers. CONTENTS PAGE Introduction vii CHAFTEK I. From New York to Etah 3 II. Etah to Cape Sheridan 33 III. Autumn at Cape Sheridan 55 IV. Through the " Great Night " 73 V. Sheridan to the "Big Lead" 97 VI. From the "Big Lead" to 87° 6' N. Lat. . . .123 VII. From 87° 6' to the Greenland Coast . . . 139 VIII. Along the Greenland Coast to the Roosevelt . . .153 IX. Westward Over the Glacial Fringe of Grant Land . 1 73 X. Westward Over the Glacial Fringe of Grant Land Continued ......... 195 XI. The Return from "Farthest West" . . . . 219 XII. Cape Sheridan to Etah ....... 247 XIII. Etah to New York 265 XIV. The Peary Arctic Club 285 XV. Report of Expedition of 1898-1902 .... 295 XVI. The Roosevelt 355 XVII. My Eskimos 375 Index . . 393 ILLUSTRATIONS "Nearest the Pole": Commander Robert E. Peary Planting the American Flag, Latitude 87* 6', April 21, 1906 (Coloured) .... Frontispiece FACING PAGE Commander Robert E. Peary viii Morris K. Jesup ix Steward Percy 6 Dr. Wolf , 6 Commander Peary 6 Captain Bartlett 6 Mr. Marvin 6 Mate Bartlett ; q Chief Engineer Wardwell g Matthew Henson q "Bo'sun" Murphy g The Sailors q The Firemen g Interior of Peary's Cabin Aboard the "Roosevelt" 12 A Melville Bay Iceberg 15 Typical Whale Sound Glacier 15 Oomunui, the Peculiar Peak at the Entrance of the North Star Bay 22 Coaling at Etah 25 Transferring Walrus Meat at Etah .... 25 Th£ Auxiliary S. S. "Erik" in the Harbour op Etah 26 The Barrier at Cape Collinson 29 Entering the Smith Sound Ice 36 Open Water Off Cape Lupton 36 The Squeeze Near "The Gap" 39 Bringing Off the "Polaris" Boat from Boat Camp, Newman Bay 40 xviii NEAREST THE POLE PACING PAGE Cape Sumner, Greenland 43 Birthday Cape, Wrangel Bay, Grinnell Land . . 43 The "Roosevelt" Immediately After Arrival at Cape Sheridan 64 The Alert's Cairn, AT Floeberg Beach .... 67 Petersen's Grave, Overlooking Floeberg Beach . . 67 Cape Sheridan and THE Polar Ocean 74 The "Roosevelt" at Cape Sheridan, After a South- erly Gale 77 A Day's Hare Shooting at Sheridan 80 Return of Hunting Party from Cape Henry with First Specimens OF New Reindeer 80 Last View of the Sun, Black Cape, October 12, 1906 . 83 Shaping THE Runners 84 Eskimos Making Sledges on Board the "Roose- velt" 84 Salmon Trout from Lake Hazen 87 Eskimos Fishing on Lake Hazen 87 Moonlight View of the "Roosevelt" in Winter Quarters at Cape Sheridan 88 The Bow of THE "Roosevelt" IN Winter Quarters . 91 Weighing MusK-Ox Meat 98 Reindeer AND MusK-Ox Meat IN THE Rigging . . 98 Crossing Feilden Peninsula loi CapeHecla WITH Cape Joseph Henry IN THE Distance . 102 Captain Bartlett AT Cape Hecla 105 DeLAyCaMP ATTHE "BigLeAD," 84® 38' .... Io6 Eskimo Drawings Made AT Storm Camp .... 109 A Sample of THE Arctic Pack 156 As They Rounded up the Herd of Musk-Oxen, Nare's Land i59 After the Killing i59 Egingwah and the Morris K. Jesup Sledge . . 174 My Entire Western Party on the Road to Cape Columbia ^74 ILLUSTRATIONS xix FACING PAGB The Twin Peaks at Cape Columbia With the Morris K. Jesup Sledge IN THE Foreground . . . 177 Live Bull Musk-Ox at Close Quarters, Cape Columbia 178 MusK-Ox AT Cape Columbia 181 The Alpine Summit OF Cape Colgate 196 Cape Thomas Hubbard. Northern Extremity of Jesup Land. (HeibergerLand of Sverdrup's) . . . 199 Cape Colgate. Northwestern Angle of Grant Land . 199 Egingwah and Reindeer AT Cape Hubbard . . . 220 Crossing A Stream ON the Glacial Fringe . . . 223 Our Camp on Land West of Aldrich's Farthest . .223 Typical Eskimo Dog 236 The Crush Near Cape Union. Where the "Roosevelt" Lost Rudder, Stern-post, AND Part OF Propeller . 239 Sipsu AND His Family. Returning to the Ship from Fort Conger 240 The "Roosevelt" Forced Aground in Wrangel Bay . 243 The "Roosevelt" in Wrangel Bay 243 Eskimo Family Going Ashore at Lady Franklin Bay for Winter AT Fort Conger 250 Taking Soundings IN Kane Basin 253 Bringing the Bear TO THE Ship 254 Polar Bear Killed in Kane Basin 254 The Ship Beached for Repairs at the Head of Etah Fiord 257 View OF THE Stern 262 Eskimo Houses AT Kookan 265 Cape York, 76° North Latitude. Northern Limit OF Melville Bay, and Most Southerly Settlement of the Whale Sound Eskimos . . . . . 266 Hanging OUR New Rudder AT Hopedale .... 269 Sawing Wood TO Feed the Furnaces 269 HuLDA, A Labrador Eskimo Girl AT Nain .... 272 Hopedale. Moravian Missionary Station on the Labrador Coast 275 XX NEAREST THE POLE FACING PAGE OoBLOOYAH, Young Eskimo Man of about Twenty- three ......... 276 A Group of Eskimo Women 279 Head of Rangifer Pearyi, Allen ..... 346 Eskimos of the "Farthest North" Party . . . 349 Captain Chas. B. Dix, Builder of the " Roosevelt " .356 The " Roosevelt" on Her Trial Trip, June, 1905 . . 356 The Peary Arctic Club's S. S. " Roosevelt " . . . 359 A Study in Bronze; Typical Face of Eskimo Woman . 366 Ahweahgoodloo, Four-year-old Eskimo Girl . . 369 Inuaho, Eskimo Girl ....... 376 Akatingwah, Wife of OoBLooYAH . . . * -379 Detail Map of the Polar Regions showing the ROUTES and Explorations of Robert E. Peary, U. S. N. FROM 1892 TO 1906; and General Map of the North Polar Regions end NEW YORK TO ETAH NEAREST THE POLE CHAPTER I FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH WHEN an expedition starts for distant and mysterious regions for an uncertain length of time, and particularly when its objective point is the frozen heart of the Arctic Circle, it is natural that those who know and are interested in its objects and plans should turn with interest to its personnel and its surroundings and environment while en route to the scene of action. The opening scenes of an Arctic voyage are com- paratively familiar to those conversant with Arctic literature. The main features of the play are much the same: A crowded and littered ship, regrets at leaving, confusion, and, if the weather be decent, an effort to get into shape, or, if the weather be bad, a surrender by most of the party to abject misery in cramped quarters. In the present instance, some of these features were en- tirely absent, and others appeared only in a mild form. Experience and a roomy ship almost completely obviated the lumbering of the decks, beyond the in- evitable and inseparable feature of the coal, a portion of which must at first always be carried on deck. Such few things as were dumped on deck at the last 3 4 NEAREST THE POLE moment, were quickly and readily disposed of; and quarters specially arranged for the party and on deck, insured fair room for each member of the expedition. As to regrets, no pronounced symptoms were notice- able in the others, and I had made the voyage too often to consider it more than a trip to Europe. Under these favourable circumstances let us look at the personnel of the party whose home for an uncertain length of time, in the ice of the Polar Sea, was to be the good ship Roosevelt. First the captain, Robert A. Bartlett, sailing master and ice navi- gator, who was 30 years of age, 5 feet 10 3^ inches tall, and weighed 174 pounds. Bartlett is one of the new generation of Bartletts, a hardy family of New- foundland sailors and navigators, almost all of whom have been associated with Arctic work. A great uncle was master of the Tigress when that ship picked up the drifting floe party of the Polaris expedition; two uncles, Samuel and John, were respectively master and mate of the Panther in which Hayes and Bradford visited Melville Bay; recently Captain Sam was master of the Canadian Government steamer Neptune, which wintered in Hudson Bay; and both of these, as well as Harry, a younger uncle, had been masters of my ships during one or the other of my sev- eral voyages north. Robert was mate in the Windward in the expedition of '98 to '99. Blonde, smooth-shaven and close-cropped, stockily built and clear- eyed, he had already been farther north in these regions than any of the other Newfoundland ice masters, and his youth, ambition, and the Bartlett blood all counted in his favour. FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 5 Moses Bartlett, mate, a second cousin of the captain, was 47 years old, 6 feet high, and weighed 184 pounds. He had already been as far north as Cape Sabine three times; twice as mate of my ships and once as mate of the Neptune, and had also spent a year on this ship in Hudson Bay in the employ of the Canadian Government. Weather-beaten, griz- zled, and keen of eye, he was regarded as one of the best of the Newfoundland ice pilots. George A. Wardwell, chief engineer, was a native of Bucksport, Maine, 44 years of age, 5 feet 11 inches tall, and weighed 240 pounds. Acting as engineer in the shipyard in which the Roosevelt was built and intimately employed in her construc- tion, he was deeply interested in her proposed work and anxious to join the expedition. His phlegmatic temperament, and evident capacity for work, com- bined with non-use of liquor and tobacco, were all strong points in his favour. John Murphy, boatswain, was a native Newfound- lander, 31 years of age, 5 feet 11 inches tall, and weighed 165 pounds. Sailor and fisherman from the age of eighteen, he had also been as far north as Cape Sabine on the Neptune and had wintered with her in Hudson Bay. Murtaugh J. Malone, assistant engineer, was a native of Portland, Maine, 49 years of age, 5 feet 7 1 inches tall, and weighed 150 pounds. Dr. Louie J. Wolf, surgeon of the Expedition, was a native of Oregon, 30 years of age, 5 feet 9 inches tall, weighed 150 pounds, was a graduate of the Cooper Medical College, San Francisco, California, 6 NEAREST THE POLE becoming later House Surgeon at St. Vincent's Hospital, Portland, Oregon, and still later Assistant Attending Physician at the Cornell University Medical College, and of the outdoor medical dispensary of Bellevue Hospital. Ross G. Marvin, secretary and assistant, was a native of Elmira, N. Y., a graduate of Cornell University, 25 years of age, 6 feet tall, and weighed 160 pounds. Subsequently he had three years of naval training on board the school ship St. Mary's. Charles Percy, my steward, was a native of New- foundland, 54 years of age, 5 feet 10 inches high, and weighed 180 pounds. He had previously made a summer voyage as far north as Cape Sabine in my ship the Diana in 1899, and later had spent two years with Mrs. Peary and myself at Cape Sabine, from 1900 to 1902. Subsequently he had been in my em- ploy as resident in charge of Eagle Island. Matthew Henson, my personal attendant, was a coloured native of the District of Columbia, 39 years of age, 5 feet 6% inches high, and weighed 145 pounds. In my employ in one capacity or another most of the time since I took him to Nicaragua with me in 1888, and a member of all of my Arctic expeditions, his qual- ity and capabilities were fully known. The crew and firemen, with the exception of one of the latter, Charles Clark, a native of Massa- chusetts, were natives of Newfoundland, of the usual type of sailors and sealers common to that island. One of the firemen had been with me on the Eagle in 1886, and previously to that had been on one of the whalers in search of the Greely party in 1883. Another fireman had been north with me in the Hope tn^ !>' 4 © "1 MATE BARTLETT CHIEF EXGIXEER WARDWELL MATTHEW HENSON 'BO'SUX" MURPHY THE SAILORS THE FIREMEN FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 9 in 1898, and one of the sailors had made a voyage to Hudson Bay. Next after the personnel of the Expedition comes their environment. In the present case no member of the party was quartered below deck. The after cabin for officers, close down against the propeller post, and the forecastle for the crew, down in the eyes of the ship forward, to be found in all the old-fashioned ships, and even in those recently built for Arctic work, were lack- ing on the Roosevelt, and in their stead were light, roomy accommodations on deck. As to the furnishings of the rooms there was little to be said. Beginning forward, it is well known that Jack, particularly if a Newfoundland sealer, does not take much bric-a-brac to sea with him, his outfit comprising only his clothes and his bedding. There were therefore no oil paintings or etchings on the walls of the forward house. Two tiers of folding bunks, a stove, a table, and the seamen's chests for chairs, completed the list. The furnishings of the after house were hardly less simple. In the port saloon, which was lighted by two twelve- inch ports on the side, and a window looking forward, a leather-cushioned locker extended around three sides of the room; and this, with an extension table screwed to the floor, a clock, a little library presented to the ship by the Seaman's Friend Society, and a brief notice to the members of the Expedition, stating the object of the Expedition, what was expected of the members and what success would mean to them, completed the furniture. Here the ship's officers, except the captain, messed. lo NEAREST THE POLE In the captain's room, at the after end of the port side of the deck house, was a folding berth, a wash- basin, a table and a camp chair, and these, with the chronometer, a trunk, and several pictures and photos on the walls, completed its furnishing. At the after end of the starboard side of the deck house was my own room. This room, owing to the thoughtful care of Mrs. Peary and friends, was more luxuriously furnished than any room occupied by me on previous expeditions or than it would have been had I furnished it myself. The room (lo x i6) was also larger than I had ever had on a previous expedition. The room occupied by Mrs. Peary and myself at Red cliff e was 7x12 feet, and the one at Anniversary Lodge 8x18 feet. But one of the most annoying circumstances of the long Arctic winter is always the crowding of cramped quarters, the inability to move without knocking against something, the feeling of oppression. This, on top of the contracted horizon and feeling of com- pression from the protracted darkness, is at times almost intolerable, and in planning the Roosevelt quar- ters I felt that I was justified in giving myself a little more room. Two ports and a window looking aft lighted the room and, as in the captain's room, a door opened aft on to the quarter-deck, while another gave me direct access to the engine room. A berth, a table, and a chair, are of course essentials and were present. Then came the piece de resis- tance, the beautiful pianola given me by my friend H. H. Benedict. This, with a rack of nearly 150 music rolls, popular operas, marches, waltzes and rag- time, FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH n was screwed to the deck at the forward end of the room. Over it was a large framed portrait of the founder of the Expedition, Morris K. Jesup, flanked on either side by an etching of President Roosevelt and a photo of Judge Darling, Assistant Secretary of the Navy. In the forward comer was a stationary wash- stand, and on the inboard wall a series of shelves con- taining a small Arctic library, a few books of reference, and a few standard works of fiction. A chest of drawers, a cellarette, a table, a wicker easy chair from Mr. Jesup, a warm brown rug from Mrs. Peary, pictures of the home folks and home places, and Arctic maps upon the walls completed the fittings, not including a trunk and two chests of stores in the doctor's department, for which there was at present no room below decks. Wednesday, July 26th, '05. — All things come to an end at last, even the starting of this Expedition. The Roosevelt got away from the Terminal Pier at North Sydney at 2 p. m.* With the exception of the quarter-deck, which is loaded with bags of coal, to keep the ship from trimming too deep by the head, the deck is not nearly so badly littered and cumbered as on previous voyages. The cases of oil and a few miscellaneous casks are practically all that is not below hatches. We have on board something over 500 tons of coal, besides our supplies and equipment. In capacity, the Roosevelt comes fully up to my expectations. There is a quarter *NoTE. — The Roosevelt sailed from New York on July i6th, touched in at Bar Harbour to receive Mr. Jesup's "God-speed," then loaded with coal at Sydney, C. B. 12 NEAREST THE POLE of beef in the rigging, two or three sheep among the coal bags aft, and a tank and several casks of water on deck, besides the full tanks below. Once under way, I hope to make no stops this side of Cape York. It is already late in the season and every day now is precious. Percy, the steward, has purchased two small porkers, "Dennis" and "Mike," which are running contentedly about the deck, and if they escape the dogs, which is very doubtful, they may furnish us roast pork for our Christmas dinner. Outside the harbour a little swell caused by the easterly breeze taking the ship broadside on, sets her rolling a bit until she straightens out on her course to pass St. Paul's light. The next thing in order was the stowing of the miscellaneous packages which during the past days have been put in the various rooms, particularly my room, to prevent their getting mixed up with the pro- visions in the hold. This was readily accomplished by supper time, at least to the extent of permitting a passage through the room and allowing access to the bunk, the table, and a camp chair. Immediately after supper we ran into dense fog and are now ploughing our way through it across Cabot Strait, the southern gateway of the Gulf, blowing our whistle as if we were in Long Island Sound, for we are crossing the track of the inward- and outward-bound traffic. Thursday, July 2'jth. — Heavy thunderstorms last night with electrical accompaniments as vivid as those of Gulf storms on the southern voyages. PIANOLA PRESENTED BY H. H. BENEDICT BOOKCASE AND WRITING TABLE INTERIOR OF PEARY'S CABIN ABOARD THE "ROOSEVELT" A MELVILLE BAY ICEBERG TYPICAL WHALE bOUXD GLACIER FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 15 Passed Cape Anguille on the Newfoundland coast at breakfast time, and Red Island and the bold cliffs of Cape St. George after noon. Soon after dinner an alarm of fire was caused by the catching of one of the main deck-beams over the up- take from the boilers. A stream from one of the fire hose which was coupled on in readiness and needed but the opening of a valve to turn the water on, quickly extinguished the fire, which was apparently caused by the more gaseous nature of the Sydney coal, and the combustion and heat in the stack instead of in the boiler. It was then discovered that several sections of the water-tube boilers were leaking, and the fires were immediately drawn to let the boilers cool for examin- ation; the Roosevelt steaming along under the Scotch boiler only. The process of stowage both about the decks and in the rooms has continued to-day, and most of the oil has been put down in the forepeak. A fine day, though with occasional showers, and the Roosevelt as steady as if steaming up the North River. Friday, July 2Sih. — Continuance of the fine weather, running under Scotch boiler only all night and day. The engineers working on the Almys. The Chief to- night fears the damage is more serious than at first anticipated. At intervals during the day I have been comparing the readings of the log with the revolutions of the engines at varying speeds; with results fully up to my expectation. Another incipient fire in the same place was immediately extinguished, and I have had portions of the beams cut away and other means i6 NEAREST THE POLE taken to prevent a recurrence. At supper time we passed four or five small bergs which had come through the straits. Fine weather, with smooth sea till evening, when the fog shut down on us. Just before this, two large steamers passed us heading for the straits, and one hung out the sig- nal, "Wish you a pleasant voyage," to which we replied, "Good-bye." It is light now till 9 p. m., and it seems good to be again approaching the Arctic day. Saturday, July 2gth. — A dirty night. In the dense fog, which filled the Belle Isle graveyard of ships, Point Amour Light was invisible, until apparently hanging over our mast head, and then it was a matter of feeling our way from fog horn to fog horn through the Straits. We could hear two or three large steamers that were laying to, blowing their double blasts; and numbers of bergs added to the uncer- tainty and anxiety of the passage. Captain Bartlett and myself up all night. At break- fast time just north of Chateau Bay we ran out of the wall of fog into bright sunshine, and a field of beautiful icebergs. Cape York is 1500 miles from here. Running northward all day, just off the Labrador coast, in alternate fog and sunshine. Have written two or three brief personal letters which we shall leave at Domino Run to-night, before heading across Davis Strait for Greenland. This is necessitated by the fog having shut us out of Chateau Bay and Battle Harbour, from which place our passing may have been reported to the home folks. FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 17 Sunday, July ^oth. — Ran into Domino Run late last night without dropping anchor, and Captain Bart- lett pulled ashore with the letters, coming off again at once. He learned that the ice was against the coast as far down as Cape Harrigan. Going into the Run it was clear as a bell, and while lying to, waiting for the Captain's return, the stars twinkled as in winter, a biting wind whistled through the rigging, and a brilliant curtain aurora waved across the northern sky, while ashore the dogs were howling merrily. Pacing the bridge, these familiar sights and sounds stirred me with the call of the polar mystery. Might it not be possible that this breath, this presence, as it were, of the land of the "Great Night" was reaching down far beyond its usual haunts to greet and welcome my coming? When we steamed out, less than an hour after our arrival, the fog had settled down again, and the tem- porary jamming of the rudder chains while negotia- ting the narrow channel, caused a slight flurry, but resulted in nothing serious. Clear of the harbour, our course was set N. E. by E. to bring us to the Greenland coast, well up Davis' Strait. Dense fog all night and to-day, with very smooth sea. Several narrow shaves from icebergs during the night, but this morning we were in deep water, and clear of them. A light breeze from the southeast, just enough to fill our headsails, foresail, spanker and balloon stay- sails, but with no push to it. There will be no more sailing lights for us, side or masthead or stern. We are i8 NEAREST THE POLE beyond the world's highways now, and shall see no sail or smoke except our own, until we return. Monday, July 315/. — ^To-day the fog has cleared away a bit. The sea still very smooth, not even a swell. A very perceptible twilight throughout the night. To-night there will be no night. We are in the border-land of the region of the "Great Day." Tuesday, August 1st. — Continuance of fine weather and listless sea. At noon we are in the latitude of Cape Farewell and Cape Chidley, and about midway between them. A Brunnich's guillemot passed us flying south, and at 6 p. m. a small berg was visible a little west of our course. At supper time Chief Wardwell,who has been working over the Almy boilers for the past four days, hands me a report that makes matters look gloomy. I am seriously disturbed and perplexed. Have ordered a complete overhauling and pressure test of the boilers. Wednesday, Aug. 2d. — Another day of listless sea, and opening and clearing fog, with slowly rising barometer. Two bergs passed during the forenoon. Am feeling physically something like myself again. I did not realise until we were actually off, and the relaxation came, how nearly fagged out I was with the incessant work, and the last two weeks of intoler- able heat in New York. Were it not for our boilers I should feel very content. In the afternoon a "bo 'sun" bird, and numbers FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 19 of kittiwakes were flying about the ship, and several guillemots in the water dove to let us pass. Thursday, Aug. ^d. — ^A foggy night and cold. This morning the sun shining through a low-lying fog, and a light, but particularly penetrating easterly breeze, the breath of the East Greenland ice inshore of us. The noon sights showed us a little south of Sukker- toppen, and at 2 p. m. an opening in the fog showed us the Sukkertoppen Islands on the starboard bow. We are past the East Coast ice without seeing a cake of it. Since supper dense fog. Friday, Aug. 4th. — Thick fog all night until about 6:30 A. M., when it began to lift, showing us the bold Greenland Mountains, near Holsteinburg. Not a piece of ice inshore or a berg in sight. We crossed the Arctic Circle at two o'clock this morn- ing, and Percy, the steward, asserts that the bump when the ship went over it, woke him up!! In regard to smoothness of sea, peacefulness of weather, entire absence of ice, and scarcity of bergs, the voyage from Sydney to the Arctic Circle has been most unusual even for this season of the year. With the exception of the few rolls just outside of Sydney Harbour, there has not been enough motion of the ship to spill a glass of water. The noon sights give us 67° 37' north latitude. The water, like glass, and the cliffs of Disco visible 95 miles away. In 68° we passed through a fleet of twenty-seven bergs, the output of the Disco Bay glaciers. During the afternoon a few 20 NEAREST THE POLE walrus and two whales were seen. The day has been one of typical Disco Bay summer weather. Saturday, Aug. ^th. — A perfect Arctic summer night, clear and brilliant. At two this morning we passed Godhavn, the little place lying under the southward- facing cliffs of Disco, which is the capital of the northern inspectorate of Greenland. Here, nineteen years ago, I got my first taste of Arctic life, and made plans and indulged in dreams some of which have since materialised and others may. Several times since then I have anchored in the harbour, till I know the little settlement as I do the streets of Washington. Though we are now over three degrees beyond the Arctic Circle, I am sitting in my cabin, with window and ports open, in my shirt sleeves, wearing clothing I wore in New York before I left, writing in entire comfort. Later, a light breeze from the westward, keen after its passage over the middle pack, makes the blue waters look like frosted steel, and sharpens the western cliffs of Disco, along which we are steaming, into almost startling clearness. At noon we are off Hare Island and passing through a fleet of large bergs, the output of the Tossuketek glacier, which I visited in 1886, through the Waigatt. We are ten days from Sydney to the Waigatt. Sunday, Aug. 6th. — An hour or two of fog at mid- night, then overcast, with a light following breeze, barely enough to fill the sails at first, then freshens from southwest and brings up a sea which would give FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 21 the Roosevelt considerable motion were it not for the sails which hold her almost as steady as a rock. Occasionally the top of a wave slaps over the port rail, but not enough to do any harm. The base of Sanderson's Hope seen and named by John Davis 300 years ago, was visible under the fog in the early morning. Our noon sights gave ^s 73° 17' north latitude, and at 6 p. m. we passed the Duck Islands on our starboard beam, near enough to see with the glasses, the old whaler's lookout on the summit. The sea and fresh breeze continued all the evening, and there is evidently very dirty weather to the south of us. No sign of ice yet. Monday, Aug. 'jth. — We ran away from the wind during the night. Cape York was visible at 2 p. m. and at 7 p. M. we ran past the point of it for the Eskimo settlement beyond. The run across Melville Bay had been made in twenty-five hours. No ice or ice sky was seen, and there is evidently no ice in the bay this year. Going ashore, I found four tents at the village, and learned that some fifteen families are located to the eastward, at Meteorite Island, and other places. Among them are some of my best men. Told the natives to get their things ready to come on board on my return, and going off to the ship steamed eastward. Stopped off the first settlement and, without dropping anchor, shouted to the men to get ready to move. Then on to Meteorite Island, where I found four 22 NEAREST THE POLE tents and learned that four other families were still farther east in the bay. These I shall not see, as I cannot take the time to go so far out of my way. At Meteorite Island are three of my old men, and, in an hour or two, they are all on board with their belongings, and we steam away, leaving the place deserted. Back to the next settlement and the opera- tion is repeated. Six families move all their belongings on board and desert their village in about three hours. Tuesday, Aug. Sth. — It was after breakfast when we finished at the last settlement, and I lay down for a short nap while crossing Cape York Bay, having been up all night. Again at Cape York the tents were quickly struck and, with all their belongings, the new men came on board. At 2 p. M. we steamed around the Cape, and headed north to join the Erik at North Star Bay.* While passing Petowik Glacier a steamer was seen to the westward steaming south. The glasses showed her to be small and schooner-rigged. Wednesday, Aug. gth. — On arriving at North Star Bay this morning at 2 A. m., learned from the Erik that the steamer we saw was the Danish steamship Fox, here for the purpose of selecting a site for a settlement. The Erik came alongside and I trans- ferred to her with Marvin and "Matt," to make a round ♦Note. — The Erik was the auxiliary, steam whaler chartered by the Peary Arctic Club to go north as a collier, replenish the Roosevelt's coal supply at Etah and deposit there a depot of coal for the Roosevelt on her return voyage. COALING AT ETAH ■ ! -s. n^ ^mm. M wBli^^mmi:-- - 1^" ■ . .^tf^^m" ' a ^ B ^B j m ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^r «'^^^H B^'^ i^>.,. ■ ■"'".t'' . My I ^HI^^.A^L rl ^n^ ■1^'*' '"*«j|| ""^'5 Me ^t ~^s ^ j^5i ^ttL "i ' i ^ TRANSFERRING WALRUS MEAT AT ETAH FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 25 of the settlements to the north, and to hunt walrus, while the Roosevelt goes direct to Etah to overhaul machinery and prepare for the ice. The Erik got underway soon after, and made the circuit of Wolstenholm Sound, looking for walrus, but without success. There is no ice for them to bask upon. At the Saunders Island bird cliffs we then put in two or three hours shooting, securing 130 birds, and returned to North Star Bay. Here, the natives that I wanted were taken on board, and some thirty addi- tional dogs purchased. Before midnight we steamed north for Whale Sound. The next morning we were rounding magnificent Cape Parry, into Whale Sound, and steamed eastward along the southern shore to Ittibloo, where I expected to find more of my people. None were there, however, and the Erik turned northward across the Sound to Kamah, where I felt certain to find someone. Six tents were located here beside the brawling summer river, and the men were all away at Cape Cleveland, hunting walrus with one of the whaleboats which I had given them three years before. From the women, I learned that about ten families were up the gulf at Kangerdlooksoah and that vicinity. Telling the na- tives here, as at the other places, to get their things in readiness to come on board when the ship returned, we steamed eastward into Inglefield Gulf. No ice was to be seen here, but there was a most unusual profusion of bergs from the great Heilprin and Mel- ville Glaciers at the head of the Gulf. At times it looked as if there were no thoroughfare among the 26 NEAREST THE POLE bergs, but a closer approach in every case showed winding passages among them, and off Kangerdlook- soah there were comparatively few. Here, where I had left my faithful people three years before, I found now six tents, the occupants of all but one of them young and active men. The number of dogs, and the goodly supply of skins which these people have, made the process of moving a little slower than at some of the other places, but everybody and every- thing was finally on board, leaving the place, which a few hours before had been enlivened by the voices of children and the barking of dogs, deserted. From Kangerdlooksoah we steamed north across the head of the Gulf to Harvard Islands, on the northernmost of which were four tents. These, like the others, were embarked as soon as possible, and at half-past two the morning of the nth, the Erik was ready to steam down the Gulf again. The scene and the surroundings during this typical Arctic summer night were such as to be long remem- bered. The surface of the Gulf like a placid mirror, thiekly dotted in every direction with fragments of ice and icebergs, of all sizes and shapes, and flanked on the east and north by the gigantic amphitheatre of the Heilprin, Tracy, and Melville Glaciers rising to the steel-blue slopes of the "great ice," while north- west and west rose the warm red-brown bluffs of Mounts Daly and Adams, and Josephine Peary Island, and to the south the rolling slopes of the Kangerd- looksoah deer pastures. During the remainder of the night we steamed down the Gulf, and in the forenoon we were on the walrus grounds between Herbert Island and the north shore of the Sound. THE AUXILIARY S. S."ERIK" IX THE HARBOUR OF ET.AH -Jii FROM NEW YORK TO ETAH 29 Up to this time, the weather, since arriving at Cape York, has been an uninterrupted sequence of calm and continuous sunhght — typical Arctic summer weather. Now, however, wind and fog have their turn, and render it impossible to secure walrus, wasting the day for us. In the evening we steamed back to Karnah, to take on board the natives there, and be in readiness to at- tempt the walrus again the following day. By mid- night this work was completed, and as everyone was now dead-tired and sleepy, the Erik steamed out into the middle of the Sound to drift until after breakfast of the following day, when we again steamed out to the walrus grounds and by nine o'clock that night had secured eighteen of the animals. Fog and rain were now coming in upon us, and we steamed into the last settlement on our list, Igludiahni, where six tupiks were found. Our stay here was short as I wanted but one family here, and it did not take me long to purchase a number of additional dogs. When the last dog was on board the Erik, she headed for Cape Chalon on her way to rejoin the Roosevelt at Etah, where she arrived at breakfast time Sunday, the 13th. The Roosevelt had landed her coal in bags and broken out the supplies for the purpose of restowing to give her the proper trim to enter the ice. It being Sunday, everyone enjoyed a much needed rest, except the Eskimos, to whom the work of skinning and cutting up the walrus was a labour of love and pleasure. Early Monday morning the Erik veered along- side the Roosevelt and, at five o'clock, the work of 30 NEAREST THE POLE transferring the meat, of restowing the Roosevelt's supplies, and of filling her bunkers and 'tween-deck space with coal from the Erik, was commenced. This continued during Monday, Tuesday, and till Wednesday at 2 A.M. when the Roosevelt was ready to steam out and begin the struggle for which she was built, the fight with the Arctic ice from Cape Sabine to the northern shore of Grant Land. Thus far the voyage had been child's play: what was now before her was likely to be the reverse. The Roosevelt now had on board of her a crew of twenty, some forty Eskimos, and about 200 dogs. She also carried, in addition to the supplies and equip- ment for the party, about four hundred and fifty tons of coal and several tons of walrus meat. I had been agreeably surprised to find the natives in unusually prosperous condition, with a super- fluity of dogs, abundance of meat, and a good supply of skins for clothing. Several of my old friends and acquaintances had died during the last three years, but there were also a number of new babies and, although I did not have time for anything in the nature of a census, I had no doubt that the births equalled and probably exceeded the number of deaths. ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN CHAPTER II ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN LEAVING Etah soon after midnight of August i6th, the Roosevelt swung out from the harbour of Etah and severed all communication with the civilised world. Below decks the ship was filled with coal until her plank sheer was nearly to the water ; on deck were more than two hundred Eskimo dogs; and on the top- gallant forecastle, and the tops of both forward and after deck houses were over half a hundred Eskimos, men, women and children, and their belongings. The heavy pack ice surging down Smith Sound, past Littleton Island, gave me an opportunity to see what good work the ship could do and as we bored through it toward Cape Sabine, she realised my expectations in regard to her, even though very deeply loaded and her boiler power reduced to one-half. The sharply raking stem was a revelation even to me, though it was my idea. Deep and heavy as the ship was, she rose on the opposing ice without pronounced shock, no matter how viciously she was driven at it, and either split it with the impact, or wedged it aside by sheer weight. Bartlett obeyed my first orders, to give her full speed and I would be responsible, with some misgiv- ings. The sealing captains are always very cautious with their ships when first going out heavy with coal. 34 NEAREST THE POLE At the end of an hour or two he was enthusiastic, both at the ease with which the most crushing blows could be delivered, and the whaleboat-like facility with which the ship wheeled and twisted through the tortuous passages. But there were some areas of ancient ice which a thousand Roosevelts merged in one could not have negotiated, and we were soon deflected to the south- west, and only when within some ten miles of Cape Isabella did we find it practicable to work north- ward again. Cape Sabine and Payer Harbour, which had been my headquarters for sixteen months in 1901-1902, were densely packed, permitting no near approach, and we bored away to the northeast, till the ice became impracticable for further advance, then retraced our route, and worked towards Bache Peninsula, getting about half-way across Buchanan Bay when we were stopped by large floes barring our passage to open water under Cape Albert. The ice later appearing more favourable to the eastward, we retraced a por- tion of our route and I very carefully reconnoitred Sabine and Payer Harbour again as I was loath to give up my sub-base there, this being part of my programme as outlined to the Club. But the conditions were entirely impossible, and making a detour to the east, the Roosevelt gained the open water at Bache Peninsula, and steaming to the bight south of Victoria Head, the northwestern headland of the peninsula, landed a depot of boats, coal, and provisions. The value of this locality for the southern sub-base of an expedition going north by the Smith Sound or ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN 35 "American" route was immediately apparent to me in 1898, and in any future work it should be given preference over Payer Harbour. Its advantages are contiguity to a valuable game region, accessibility during any month in the year, and its less changeable and boisterous climate. The work of landing the depot occupied about ten hours of the i8th, and while the work was in progress I went away with three Eskimos to a neighbouring valley which I knew, and secured three musk-oxen, a large bull, a cow, and a yearling, the latter being brought aboard alive. This animal was of the greatest interest to the crew and the "tenderfoot" members of the expedition, and the arrival of nearly eight hundred pounds of fine fresh beef created a very agree- able impression on everyone. Up to this time the rush of getting on board my Eskimos and dogs, re-stowing the ship and fighting the ice, had left me no time for a thought beyond the demands of each hour. Now as I trod the moss patches beside the murmuring stream whose quieter reaches were crusted with ice, saw the fresh tracks of big game and a little later the shaggy black bulks of the musk-oxen with heads lowered and hoofs stamping, in the way I knew so well, my pulses bounded rapidly and I felt that I had come into my own again. From Bache Peninsula we steamed for Hayes Point through scattered ice, with the heavy pack close on the starboard hand. Conditions were different from those of 1898, when the Windward was five days crossing the mouth of Princess Marie Bay. The night was fine and I could make out every well-known rock 36 NEAREST THE POLE along the Cape D'Urville shore where the Windward wintered in '98 -'99. Looking into the distant depths of Princess Marie Bay, numerous episodes with bear and seals and musk-oxen crowded upon me. We experienced some trouble with ice near Hayes Point and Cape Frasier, and finally dodged into Maury Bay and anchored at noon of the 19th, to escape the large fields of very heavy ice which were moving rapidly southward before a fresh northerly wind, crashing with savage fury against the iron bastion of Cape John Sparrow under which we lay. Vigilantly watching the ice and taking advantage of every opportunity, we squeezed and hammered our way into Scoresby Bay, hugging the shore closely, and thence to Richardson Bay, Twice we nearly reached Cape Joseph Goode only to be forced back by the oncoming floes to a shelter under Cape Wilkes, close to my "Christmas" igloos of 1898, where on that unfortunate midwinter journey to Fort Conger, during which I froze both my feet, I had spent Christmas and opened a small box from loved ones at home. Rawlings Bay was packed and the ice along the Grinnell Land shore apparently unbroken. On the Greenland side it appeared less dense. During this time the weather was fine. The aspect of the ice was so extremely unfavourable, northward on the Grinnell Land side, that I deter- mined to test my belief gained in my last four years of work in this region, that the Greenland side of Kennedy and Robeson Channels offered as a rule more favourable opportunities for navigation than the Grinnell Land side. EXTERIXG THE SMITH SOUND ICE OPEN WATER OFF CAPE LUPTOX THE SQUEEZE NEAR "THE GAP' ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN 39 Firm in my confidence in the capabilities of the Roosevelt and against all the so-called canons of Arctic navigation in this regi n, she was headed eastward in the afternoon of the 21st and driven into the thick of the channel pack. The ice encountered was very large and heavy, and its southward drift inevitably swept us down; still we made fair progress eastward and after a severe and protracted struggle, during which Bartlett and the mate remained continuously in the fore rigging and I in the main rigging, we broke out into loose ice off Cape Calhoun and began boring northward towards Crozier and Franklin Islands. The channel between Franklin Island and Cape Constitution was attempted and found impracticable. The main channel pack was then negotiated close under the vertical western cliffs of Franklin Island. We then had fairly good going, interrupted by bar- riers of heavy but rather loose ice to Joe Island. Stopped here by an impervious jam, the Roosevelt was made fast to the ice-foot which along the southern end of the island is of most stupendous character, and accompanied by Captain Bartlett I climbed to the summit of the island, from whence we saw the eastern portion of Hall Basin clear of ice to Cape Lupton and apparently to Cape Sumner. The western portion of the basin and as far as we could see north and south along the Grinnell Land coast was densely packed with heavy ice. With the turn of the tide the tension in the channd pack along the western shore of the island relaxed" somewhat, and hurrying back to the Roosevelt, a few hours of severe work forced the barrier, and in the teeth 40 NEAREST THE POLE of a strong and bitterly cold north wind which kicked up a very respectable sea and sent the spray flying over our bows, we steamed to Cape Lupton, reaching it at midnight of the 2 2d. While steaming through this open water we passed Thank God Harbour, the winter quarters of Hall's Polaris on our right and Discovery Harbour, the winter quarters of the Dis- covery, and site of Fort Conger, on our left. A few miles north of Cape Lupton, while smashing through a narrow tongue of ice, a sudden swirl of the current which at times runs like a mill-race in this deep channel, swept the ice together in a way that I can only liken to the sudden scurry of fallen leaves before an autumn breeze, pinched the Roosevelt be- tween the big cakes, and smashing her against the ice-foot, ground her along its vertical face with a motion and noise like that of a railway car which has left the rails and is bumping along over the ties. Very fortunately for us she scraped into a shallow niche in the ice wall, and was hastily secured with every available line. The entire flurry lasted less than five minutes, but in that time the steering gear was almost disabled. The back of the rudder was twisted on the stock, the heavy iron head-bands and fittings broken, and the steel tiller rods snapped. Temporaiy repairs were effected, and as soon as the pressure relaxed we steamed on around Cape Sumner and tied up to the fast ice in Newman Bay under Cape Brevoort, to repair our damaged steering gear and await the opening of a lead across Robeson Channel to Cape Union or vicinity. The winter's ice was still intact in the bay, its BRINGING OFF THE " POLARIS " BOAT, FROM BOAT CAMP, NEWMAN BAY CAPE SUMNER, GREENLAND lilKIHDA^ CAI'K, W UWliKI. I'.AV, GRINNELL LAXD ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN 43 surface level and granular, and the pools of water upon it covered with ice strong enough to support a man's weight. As soon as the lines were secured I walked ashore and climbed to the summit of Cape Brevoort. The crest of the northward-facing cliffs commanded the entire northern approaches to Robeson Channel, from Repulse Harbour across to Cape Rawson and south- ward along the Grinnell Land coast to Lady Franklin Bay. The Greenland coast south of Sumner was hidden by the cliifs of that cape. The ice all along the Grinnell Land coast, and in the centre of the channel, and to the northward as far as I could see, was densely packed. The water in which we had come north still remained open and the Roosevelt could have worked her way close to the shore along the Greenland coast to Repulse Harbour and possibly to Cape Bryant, had my objective point been in that direction. No indication of lead or crack across the channel was to be seen. While on the summit a school of narwhal came sporting down the shore close to the ice-foot below us. In Newman Bay we remained five days mending the rudder, replacing the tiller chains with wire cables, and crossing to the south side of the bay, where I took on board the Polaris boat left here b}^ Chester and Tyson of Hall's party in 187 1, at Boat Camp. Then as the northern ice filled into the bay, we were gradually crowded out of our shelter behind Boat Camp delta, and tide by tide forced out to Cape Sumner, sometimes grazing the shore as we dodged a floe. During this time the Bay filled completely with ice and the entire 44 NEAREST THE POLE northern part of the channel was packed solid. Cap- tain Bartlett and Marvin made several trips to the top of Cape Siimner to reconnoitre the channel but without satisfactory results. The turn of the tide the morning of the 28th set us out again, and, impatient of the delay, and encouraged by the behaviour of the Roosevelt in crossing the channel at Cape Calhoun, fires were cleaned, machinery thoroughly inspected, and at 4:30 a. m. the Roosevelt was driven out for another contest with the channel pack in which at the time no pool or lane of water was visible. Just off the point of Sumner a brief nip between two big blue floes which the swift current was swinging past the Cape, set the Roosevelt vibrating like a violin string for a minute or so before she rose to the pressure. From this we pushed out and began the attempt to cross to the west side, through ice almost continu- ously up to our plank sheer and frequently of such height that the boats swinging from the deck " house davits had to be swung inboard to clear the pinnacles. The delay and inaction of the past five days had become unendurable. The Roosevelt fought like a gladiator, turning, twisting, straining with all her force, smashing her full weight against the heavy floes whenever we could get room for a rush, and rearing upon them like a steeple- chaser taking a fence. Ah, the thrill and tension of it, the lust of battle, which crowded days of ordinary life into one. The forward rush, the gathering speed and momentum, ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN 45 the crash, the upward heave, the grating snarl of the ice as the steel-shod stem split it as a mason's hammer splits granite, or trod it under, or sent it right and left in whirling fragments, followed by the violent roll, the backward rebound, and then the gathering for another rush, were glorious. At other times, the blue face of a big floe as high as the plank sheer grinding against either side, and the ship inching her way through, her frames creaking with the pressure, the big engines down aft running like sewing-machines, and the twelve- inch steel shaft whirling the wide-bladed propeller, till its impulse was no more to be denied than the force of gravity. At such times everyone on deck hung with breath- less interest on our movement, and as Bartlett and I clung in the rigging I heard him whisper through teeth clinched from the purely physical tension of the throbbing ship under us: "Give it to 'em, Teddy, give it to 'em!" More than once did a fireman come panting on deck for a breath of air, look over the side, mutter to him- self, "By G — she's got to go through! " then drop into the stoke-hole, with the result a moment later of an extra belch of black smoke from the stack, and an added turn or two to the propeller. At midnight all that could be said was that we were nearer the west side than the east, and steadily drifting southward with the pack. I quote from my journal : " Slow and heart-breaking work. The Roose- velt is a splendid ice-fighter and if she had her full boiler power she would be irresistible. The ice is 46 NEAREST THE POLE very heavy, in large floes, some of them several miles in diameter and their edges sheer walls of blue adamant. I shall be glad when we are through." In one of her charges the Roosevelt left a consid- erable piece of the stem just under the figure- head as a souvenir upon the top of a berg-piece which she was obliged to butt out of her path. In another, a blue floe twelve to fifteen feet in thickness was split fairly in two. Until 4 A. M. of the 29th we continued slowly to near the Grinnell Land side. Then but little progress was made for several hours, then another start which was kept up with occasional interruptions until 4 p. m., when after thirty-five and one-half hours of incessant strain and struggle, we drove out into a small pool of water under the northern point of Wrangel Bay. The battle had been won by sheer brute insistence and I do not believe there is another ship afloat that would have survived the ordeal. Bartlett and I went to our rooms, worn with the long tension, and I fell asleep instantly. It was the second birthday of a man-child in the distant home, and in my dreams I saw the round face with its blue eyes and crown of yellow hair, smiling at me from the savage mass of black clouds which shrouded the summit of the cape under which we lay. God bless you, little man. Soon after getting into Wrangel Bay, and while I was asleep, a piece of heavy ice whirling under the stem twisted the back nearly off the rudder, and the entire night was occupied in temporarily repairing the damage. A hunting party of Eskimos sent out ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN 47 during the night returned the forenoon of the 30th with eleven hares and six musk-oxen. Late in the afternoon an unsuccessful attempt was made to reach Lincoln Bay, from which we were driven back by heavy floes moving southward, and at midnight we were again in Wrangel Bay dodging about to keep clear of the shifting ice, while past the capes the big floes were going south with almost race-horse velocity, the channel and simimits of all the land dark with fog. The 31st was spent in the bay keeping clear of the floes which swung into and around it, the night thick with falling snow. Made an early start at 3:30 A. M. September ist, in fog and a blinding snow-storm, and steamed to the north side of Lincoln Bay, where the unbroken pack again barred our passage and we moored to the exposed face of the ice-foot. Again I quote from my journal: "A wild morn- ing with snow driving in horizontal sheets across the deck, the water like ink, the ice ghastly white, and the land invisible except close to us as we almost scrape against it on the port side. Summer is at an end and winter has commenced." Scarcely had we made fast to the ice-foot when the ice filled the ba}^ completely. With the ebb-tide at night much of the ice inside of us passed out, grazing against our side, but no lead formed at the Cape and no opportunity occurred to get north. With the turn of the flood, the ice came in again with a rush, and the comer of a large floe caught the stem, bent the back of the rudder over to the other side and forced the ship bodily ashore. Here she hung 48 NEAREST THE POLE until high-water, with a heavy berg-piece pressing against her stern and threatening momentarily to press her up the shore beyond possibility of floating again. Almost unmanageable with her twisted rudder, it was a slow and difficult job to work her through the running ice farther up the bay to a supposedly less- exposed berth, snowing and blowing all this time. Here the back of the rudder was straightened somewhat. Early in the morning of the 3d, a moving floe forced the Roosevelt ashore again, where she hung until the next high-water, and she was hardly pulled off when another floe jammed her hard and fast aground again. I was very anxious to get out of this dangerous and trying position, where the rapid and vicious move- ments of the ice were a constant menace, but a reconnoissance from an elevation near the Roosevelt indicated that the channel north of us was simply solid with ice. Shortly after midnight of the 3d, the Roosevelt floated again and, a southerly breeze forming a little water at the mouth of the bay, we steamed out at 3:30 A. M. and succeeded in getting under the delta of Shelter River just south of Cape Union, and in butting into a natural dock among some stranded berg-pieces. Here the ship had one foot of water under her keel and as we moored her, the slack ice through which we had come jammed tight with floes packing against the barrier at Cape Union. Here we enjoyed a fine day with the temperature in the low twenties and experienced a few hours of peace. The river delta to the north and stranded berg-pieces to the ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN 49 south protected us from the attacks of the heavy floes passing rapidly a few yards outside of us. Eskimos sent out for hare here obtained thirty-six. We were now only some fifteen miles from the Alerfs winter quarters, and a clear run of two or three hours would enable us to beat the record for ships in this region, and save the game for us. The 5 th of September was a memorable day, one that practically ended my fears and anxieties. At 3:30 A. M. we got under way after about an hour's backing and butting to get out of our niche. A narrow strip of water close inshore showed as far as Cape Union where [a narrow but apparently dense barrier pressed against the Cape. Would it let us through? As we neared the barrier it was evidently only about a mile wide, with water be- yond it extending to Cape Rawson. I kept both watches of firemen on, and routed out the chief en- gineer ahead of his watch, because it was evident that we must get through now. In a few minutes the Roosevelt was in the thick of it, throbbing like a motor, the black smoke pouring from her stack, and success- fully forced her way through. Cape Union was passed at 4:30 A. M. South of Rawson the ice ran close in against the shore but was looser outside, and we made a wide detour to the northeast, the captain, the mate, and myself in the rigging. The ice was in large, heavy floes and in rapid motion swinging into the mouth of the channel on the flood tide. The anxious moments were numerous both as to whether we should get through, and also as to whether we should escape a serious nip. 50 NEAREST THE POLE Soon we opened up the Alert's cairn at Floeberg Beach and could see a narrow canal of water ex- tending close to the ice-foot, and at 7 a. m. the Roosevelt, racing with the incoming pack, was driven through a narrow stream of ice and fairly hurled into a niche in the face of the ice-foot under the extremity of Cape Sheridan [and made fast. The ice was packed heavily against the point of the cape and grinding past it. Before our lines were made fast the ice had closed in upon us and the open water behind us was rapidly disappearing. We were now about two miles beyond the Alert's position, moored to the exposed face of the ice-foot, with the nose of the Roosevelt pointing almost true north. I felt now that the risks, the chances of the voyage were past. The ship might be lost by being forced ashore, for our position was an extremely exposed one, but we were not likely to lose provisions and equipment, and with these the remainder of the programme could be carried out, and even should she get no farther she would have done her duty and achieved the purpose of her being. With my feelings of relief, was a glow of satis- faction that by a hard-fought struggle we had successfully negotiated the narrow, ice-encumbered waters which form the American gateway and route to the Pole; had distanced our predecessors; and had substantiated my prophecy to the club, that with a suitable ship, the attainment of a base on the north shore of Grant Land was feasible almost every year. Previous to the Roosevelt, only two other ships, the Polaris and the Albert, had completely navigated these ETAH TO CAPE SHERIDAN 51 channels; and two others, the Discovery and the Proteus, had penetrated them as far as Discovery Harbour. Our freedom of movement and abiHty to leave the shelter of the land and cross and recross the channel at will through the heaviest ice, was also gratifying to me. In the voyage from New York to Etah we had passed the latitudes of the most northern extremities of North America, Europe and Asia. Since leaving Etah, we had passed the latitudes of the most northern extremities of Spitzbergen and Franz Joseph Land, and now only the northern points of the two most northern lands in the world, Cape Morris Jesup and Cape Columbia, lay a little beyond us. The northern-reaching fingers of all the rest of the great world lay far behind us below the ice-bound southern horizon. We were deep in that gaunt frozen border land which lies between God's countries and inter-stellar space. AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN CHAPTER III AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN IT WAS hoped that the next ebb-tide would give us an opportunity to advance farther, and immediately after breakfast I hurried ashore to examine the ice beyond Cape Sheridan and visit the cairn built by the Alert thirty years before. The weather was too thick to permit any satisfactory reconnoissance. I took the Alert's record from the cairn, a copy of which Marvin later replaced together with an additional brief memorandum. All the slopes of the land were white with snow above which the cairn, and the lonely grave of Petersen, Danish interpreter of the English expedition, stood out in sombre silhouette. The Roose- velt was moored close by a ledge of rocks where, in 1902, I had deposited a small cache for my return. With the last of the flood-tide the ice pressed in upon us still harder, jamming the Roosevelt solidly but not seriously against the ice-foot; and anticipating still further pressures, I had the edge of the ice-foot throughout the Roosevelt's length chopped away on an incline to the water level, so that the ship might rise more easily to pressure. A fine snow fell through- out the day. At midnight of the 5 th, the sun's disk was apparently about two-thirds below the horizon. The fine snow continued during the sixth and the ice remained unchanged. After supper water 55 $6 NEAREST THE POLE pools off-shore were visible from the summit of the hill. There was evidently sufficient slack in the ice for a fresh southerly wind to form a good shore lead. On the sixth, I sent two parties of three hunters each, with supplies for ten days, out for musk-oxen, one party going southeast, the other southwest. Other Eskimos were sent out for hare. On the seventh it cleared sufficiently to give us our first view of Cape Hecla and the United States Range. September 8th was a brilliant day; three Eskimos came in from Black Cliffs Bay with twenty- three hare aggregating two hundred and eleven pounds. This made the number of hare killed along here nearly one hundred. The Eskimos were started at over- hauling sledges and making harnesses. The 9th was a wonderfully mild day of brilliant sunshine for this time and place. Sent a party to Porter Bay, just south of Cape Hecla, the objective point I have in view for the Roosevelt— a beautiful little bay which I examined in 1902, with southern exposure and protected from the running ice. A position here would place us right at the beginning of our work, would be convenient to the musk-ox haunts of Clements Markham Inlet, and would be little or no farther than Sheridan from the musk-ox preserves of the Lake Hazen region. The dogs were all put ashore and found the beds of dry gravel along the shore a much more comfortable sleeping-place than the damp deck. On the loth, the temperature rose to 20° and damp snow fell during the night and day. Early in the morning of the i ith, a fresh southerly wind commenced, accompanied by a heavy drift and a lane of water AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN 57 formed a few hundred feet outside of the Roosevelt extending close past the point of Sheridan and on to Belknap. But the ice which held us against the ice- foot remained firmly fixed and we were unable to get into the water. In the evening it had closed again. Started a party of three Eskimos off for Markham Inlet after -musk-oxen. After dinner three Eskimos came in with the meat of four musk-oxen killed in Rowan Bay, and in the evening the Porter Bay party returned with the meat and skins of seven reindeer killed in a valley on Fielden Peninsula. These, the first specimens of this magnificent snow-white animal, were from a herd of eleven surprised in a valley close to Cape Joseph Henry, and among the seven was the wide-antlered buck leader. These beautiful animals, in their winter dress almost as white as the snow which they traverse, were later found scattered over the entire region from Cape Hecla to Lake Hazen, and westward along the north Grant Land coast, over fifty specimens in all being secured. The party reported Porter Bay still filled with the unbroken ice of the previous winter, and therefore impracticable for our winter quarters. The night of the nth was a per- fect Arctic autumn night. To the south over the land the sky pearl-white; west and northwest, about the couchant mass of Cape Joseph Henry, orange-yellow; north, over the Polar Sea, gray- white; east and south- east the snow-clad Greenland coast lay under the purple shadows of the coming "Great Night." On the 12th a fresh southerly wind set the snow drifting savagely on all the uplands, flung out a long snow- banner from the summit of Rawson, and formed a 58 NEAREST THE POLE broad lane of water reaching from behind Rawson past us and on toward Cape Henry. During the 1 2th and the 13th every effort was made with pick- axes and dynamite to effect a passage to this water, but without success. On the 14th, I sent a party of four Eskimo hunters off to Lake Hazen. Since our arrival, the Eskimos, when not otherwise engaged, were getting the supplies from the main and after holds up on deck, in readiness for landing as soon as it was settled where our winter quarters would be. About 10 p. M. of the i6th, as I was on the bridge taking a look about before turning in, a large floe moving on the flood-tide pivoted around the point of Sheridan and crashed into the smaller ice about the ship, driving it bodily before it. At the first shock the Roosevelt reeled and shook a bit, then heeled slightly toward the crowding ice and turned it under her star- board bilge. Standing on the starboard end of the bridge and looking down upon the ice the sensation was much like that of being on a large sledge moving over the ice, so rapidly did the rounding side of the Roosevelt turn the ice under her. Once or twice she hung for an instant and quivered with the strain, then heeled and turned the ice under again. This con- tinued until a comer of the floe itself, some portions of which were higher than the rail, came full against the Roosevelfs starboard side amidships, with no inter- vening cushion of smaller ice and held the ship mercilessly between its own blue side and the unyield- ing face of the ice-foot. Its slow resistless motion was frightful yet fascinating; thousands of tons of smaller ice which the big floe drove before it, the AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN 59 Roosevelt had easily and gracefully turned under her sloping bilges, but the edge of the big floe rose to the plank sheer and a few yards back from its edge, was an old pressure ridge which rose higher than the bridge deck. This was the crucial moment. For a minute or so, which seemed an age, the pressure was terrific. The Roosevelt's ribs and interior bracing cracked like the discharge of musketry; the deck amidships bulged up several inches, while the main rigging hung slack and the masts and rigging shook as in a violent gale. Then with a mighty tremor and a sound which reminded me of an athlete intaking his breath for a supreme effort, the ship shook herself free and jumped upward till her pro- peller showed above water. The big fioe snapped against the edge of the ice-foot forward and aft and under us, crumpling up its edge and driving it in-shore some yards, then came to rest, and the commotion was transferred to the outer edge of the floe which crumbled away with a dull roar, as other floes smashed against it, and tore off great pieces in their onward rush, leaving the Roosevelt stranded but safe. When the tide turned on the ebb the ship settled down again considerably but never floated freely again until the following summer. Anticipating fur- ther pressure with following tides, and to provide against the contingency of the ship being rendered untenable, the work of putting some coal and all supplies and equipment ashore was commenced at once and prosecuted without interruption by the officers, crew, and Eskimo men, women, and chil- dren, for some thirty-six hours. Planks were put 6o NEAREST THE POLE from the rail to the ice-foot on the port bow, quarter and amidships, and the boxes of provisions shd down these, when men took them and put them back from the edge of the ice-foot, where the women loaded them upon sledges and pushed them beyond any danger of loss by disruption of the ice-foot itself. This work was greatly expedited from the fact that practically all the supplies had been taken out of the holds during the previous days and were lying on deck. While the work was in progress one of the Eskimos of my southwest scouting party came in on foot reporting twenty-one musk-oxen killed in Porter Bay. The next night there was a brief > and not serious pressure, then the ice about the ship quieted down again, though it ran strongly with the tides some fifty yards outside of us. Of course this occurrence put all ideas of any farther advance out of question, and the usual routine fall work of an Arctic expedition and prep- aration for 'wintering were inaugurated. Hunting parties of the Eskimos were kept constantly in the field, covering the country north to Clements Markham Inlet and south to Wrangel Bay and Lake Hazen. The results of these parties were satis- factory, considerable numbers of musk-oxen and reindeer being secured. Almost every day one or two hunters went out from the ship and in this way some hundred or more hare were secured in the immediate vicinity. But musk-oxen were to be our mainstay, and while my confidence that we should find numbers of these animals within a comparatively short distance of the ship was justified by events AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN 6i I still recognised that our main source of supply must be the drainage basin of Lake Hazen, the northern portion of which, covering the southern slopes of the United States Range, had not been drawn upon by me while at Fort Conger between 1899 and 1902. This region was now tapped with great success by parties travelling directly overland from the ship to Lake Hazen. The boxes of provisions which had been landed were fashioned by the crew into three box-houses, a large one some thirty feet long by fifteen feet wide which, roofed with the spanker and fitted with a stove and fuel, was to serve as an immediate refuge in case of mishap to the ship, and two smaller ones. The larger tents were also set up ashore, the boats turned bottom up and the barrels arranged in such a way as to serve as wind-shelters for the dogs. Later on houses and tents were heavily banked with snow. All the heavy ice next to the ship on the starboard side was cut down on a gentle slope ending at the water level against the ship's side, and a bank of small fragments of ice filled against the ship her entire length to serve as a cushion. On top of this a wall of snow blocks was built as high as the rail and from the mainmast to the mizzenmast as high as the top of the deck-house. The deck was covered deep with snow and the forward and after deck-houses covered and banked in with the same. No attempt was made to house in the deck with sails, but snow vestibules or entrances were constructed at all of the outer doors. The Eskimo men when not in the field were occupied in making sledges and harnesses, each man his own 62 NEAREST THE POLE sledge, and with the waning of the hght, I had a fleet of some twenty-five sledges in commission. Attempts were made to hoist the rudder on deck so that it could be repaired, but without success. Marvin erected a tide gauge on the ice-foot protected by a snow igloo, and took tidal observations during a period in excess of a lunar month. A disagreeable feature of this time was the frequent occurrence of violent southerly winds varying from vicious squalls of a few hours' duration to furious gales lasting two or three days. These winds invariably denuded the land in our vicinity of snow and were always accompanied by more or less extended open water. As late as October i6th, a ship located south of Rawson could have come around that cape and made our present location with even greater ease than did the Roosevelt on the 5th of September. On one occasion such a ship could have gone on without obstruction to Cape Joseph Henry, passing about one hundred yards outside of our position. Naturally under these conditions the mean temperature was unexpectedly high. October ist, our large game score reached seventy- three musk-oxen and twenty-seven reindeer, just an even hundred. On this date small stoves were set up for the first time in the after house. October 2d, the boilers were blown off for the winter. October 3d, I started to make a reconnoissance of our spring route to Hecla, as my observations in 1902 had satis- fied me that there was a better route than that for- lowed by the English across Fielden Peninsula. I also wished to examine Clements Markham Inlet for AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN 63 musk oxen. Two marches from the shiptook me to the mouth of Clements Markham Inlet, one day of thick weather was devoted to a trip part way into the inlet and back; and the next two brought me back to the ship, my anxiety for her having prevented my re- maining out as long as I wished. It was a new and not particularly agreeable feeling to me to be hampered by the cares of a ship, and thus kept from active field- work, but I accepted the conditions and shifted the burden of the remainder of the fall and winter work to the younger shoulders in the party. On the 9th, our large winter lamps were put in commission for the first time. On the 13th, I snowshoed to the sum- mit of Black Cape and saw the sun for the last time, peering for a moment through the misty ice-filled opening of Robeson Channel to the south. From Cape Sheridan, past Rawson, and on down past Cape Union there was plenty of open water and across the mouth of the channel to Repulse Harbour there was nothing but light trash ice. For a few moments the sun's rays lit the entire southern summit line of the United States Range, crested Mount Cheops with rose, and just touched the peaks of Cape Joseph Henry. It was so low, however, that the shadow both of Green- land and of Grant Land reached northward across the pack ice to the blue-black northern horizon except where it streamed through between the precipitous walls of the Channel itself forming a broad band of yellow light between the shadows on either side, "the Gateway to the Polar Sea." October i6th was marked by the most violent gale we had had since leaving home. This gale left the 64 NEAREST THE POLE land almost as bare as in summer, and the water formed by it was more extensive than at any time for a month. After all these gales, Cape Joseph Henr}^ stands out in black and savage profile. Of all capes fronting the Polar Sea along the coasts of Greenland and Grant Land, this is the most ideal. Soon after this, with almost the suddenness of lightning from a clear sky, I faced the possibility of the complete crippling of the expedition by the exter- mination of my large pack of dogs. About eighty of these indispensable animals died before the cause was traced to poisoning from the whale meat which I had taken for dog food. This meat to the amount of several tons was thrown away, and I found myself confronted at the beginning of the long Arctic night with the proposition of subsisting my dogs and most of my Eskimos upon the country. Without my previous familiarity with the region, this would have been an absolute impossibility; even as it was, it possessed elements of uncertainty, but with the satisfactory start already made in obtaining musk-oxen, and knowing that these animals could be killed by those who knew how, even in the depths of the great Arctic night, I believed there was somewhat more than a fighting chance for success. On the 25th, portions of four hunting-parties from the Lake Hazen region came in, brmging reports of a bag of one hundred and forty-four head of musk-oxen and deer. Following the return of these parties the dogs died rapidly, the number one night reaching ten. It was evident that prompt r -*^ THE " ROUSES KLl" JM.M KlJlA 1 LLV AllhR ARK1\AL Al LAi'E SHERIDAN THE -ALERIS" CAIRX AT FLOEBERG BEACH PETERSEN'S GRAVE, OVERLOOKING FLOEBERG BEACH AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN 67 action must be taken, and in three days one hundred and two dogs, twenty adult Eskimo men and women and six children were sent into the field in addition to those already out. From this time until the 7th of February, the dogs and the greater portion of the Eskimos remained in the Lake Hazen region, a portion of the men coming to the ship during the full moon of each month with sledge loads of meat, and returning with tea, sugar, oil and biscuit. With their departure the ship was almost deserted, daylight was nearly gone and the winter may be said to have commenced, though for convenience it was assumed to begin on the ist of November when the winter routine of two meals a day went into effect, partly as a measure of economy, and partly to leave the short and very rapidly de- creasing hours of twilight in the middle of the day uninterrupted for work. The ice outside of us was constantly in motion, more or less active with the currents of the tides, and about the middle of October the young ice incessantly forming between the large floes became of such thick- ness, that its crushing up rendered the movement of the ice very audible. First as a loud murmur, later with increasing cold as a hoarse roar, sometimes continuous, sometimes intermittent, like heavy surf upon the shore, which kept the air vibrating, and com- ing as it did through the darkness and frequently snow-filled air, contained a peculiarly savage and foreboding note. On the 31st, after dinner, I climbed to the summit of our lookout hill and sat for some time upon a projecting rock. A fine snow was falling amidst a semi-luminous fog, through which just the 68 NEAREST THE POLE outlines of the Roosevelt loomed. I quote from my journal as follows: The Roosevelt lies below me, on one side the frozen shore of the Arctic "Ultima Thule," on the other the great white disk of the central Polar Sea with its mysteries and its terrors, its story of heroic effort, and its still unconquered secret. No other ship has been so far north in this region and but one other ship has reached so high a latitude anywhere in the entire circuit of the Polar Sea, and that one did not attain her vantage ground by stress. of continued battle, as has the Roosevelt, but drifted to her position — helpless and inert in the grasp of the ice. Yet the Roosevelt lies there, sturdy but graceful, her slender masts piercing the fog and falling snow; a nimbus-circled glow of light at every port, and a broad bar of yellow luminance from the galley lamp shining forward over her and out through the mist, just as if she were a steamer anchored in the North River in a foggy night. As I look at her a whole series of pictures rises before me. The bright days at Bucksport, Maine, when I and one other watched her grow into sturdy shape under the fostering care of her builder, Captain Dix; the launching, when Mrs. Peary, smashing an ice-encased bottle of wine against the steel-clad stem, christened her '' Roosevelf ; New York Harbour, with the tribute to her mission, from all the sur- rounding craft; that black night in the straits of Belle Isle; the fog-shrouded swell of the North Atlantic and Davis Strait; the familiar black cliffs AUTUMN AT CAPE SHERIDAN 69 of Cape York rising directly over her bow; the perfect summer day at Bache Peninsula; the battle- royal with the huge floes as we crossed and recrossed Kennedy and Robeson Channels; the towering cliffs of Cape Constitution, Franklin Island and Polaris Promontory as she breasted the fierce north wind blowing down the Channel, with her engines stubbornly throbbing "Northward, Northward, North- ward' ' ; and finally the view that gray September morning when we rounded Rawson and opened up the ice-bound northern shore of Grant Land, with the wide-stretching ice-fields of the central Polar Sea fading away under the northern horizon. THROUGH THE ''GREAT NIGHT" CHAPTER IV THROUGH THE "GREAT NIGHT " ON THE SHORES OF THE CENTRAL POLAR SEA THE winter, which for convenience I assume to comprise the time from November ist to February yth, the date of the return of the last of the field parties, was marked by practically the same ice and atmospheric conditions as the fall, accom- panied of course by a greater degree of cold and almost entire absence of light. Through all its vicissitudes and against continued stress of wind and ice, the Roosevelt clung to her moorings against the ice-foot, presenting a marked contrast to the usual pictures of Arctic ships in winter quarters. Having no topmasts to house, the ship's slender masts and light but effective rigging rose aloft just as they did in the summer time. With decks uncovered and only the houses banked in with snow, at a little distance in the dim light the ship's general appearance was much as when afloat. One very distinctive, very salient feature, was the galley lamp, the "eye of the Roosevelt'' as it was called, which night and day from early October, when the sun left us, until early March when it returned, shone through the galley window, lighting the main deck and piercing the darkness, the falling snow, the fog, for a consider- able distance on either bow. This beam of yellow 73 74 NEAREST THE POLE light showed clearly from the top of the lookout hill which some of us climbed every practicable day, and was visible to every returning party from Hecla or the hunting fields of the interior as soon as it rounded Cape Sheridan. To anyone given to a belief in such things there were several encouraging omens about the ship's position. The Roosevelt's nose pointed persistently almost true north, the bright yellow eye looked incessantly to the northward and the beaten sledge road from the ship to all points of communication led north along the ice-foot. The southerly gales continued to occur with fre- quency, and increased in violence as we neared the depth of winter. The movement of the ice was nearly continuous, becoming very pronounced on each spring tide, and the roaring of the pack at these times grew louder and more vicious as the newly forming ice grew in thickness and hardness. This movement of the ice culminated on Christmas night in the breaking away of the ice from the ice-foot and the starboard side of the Roosevelt and, so far as could be determined in the darkness, the complete disruption of the pack adjacent to the shore and in the mouth of Robeson Channel. This disruption probably covered the entire segment of Lincoln Sea from Cape Joseph Henry to Cape Br3''ant and probably beyond. Open water in the shape sometimes of leads, some- times of lakes, was also of almost continuous occurrence. Repeated pressures were experienced by the Roose- velt, none of them very serious, but sufficient to keep THROUGH THE "GREAT NIGHT" 77 us on the qui vive all the time. The snow upon the land and along the ice-foot, which at first necessitated the use of snowshoes, eventually became packed by the recurring winds, until it would support the weight of a man. Nearly all conditions were almost entirely the reverse of those experienced by the British ex- pedition in the same region thirty years previous. The winter moons in this high latitude were of long duration and of great brilliancy unless obscured by bad weather. The usual monotony of an Arctic winter was entirely destroyed for us (outside of the continuous excite- ment which the movement of the ice afforded us) by the extensive widening of our horizon as a result of my settlements in the interior. The largest of these was located upon the southern slopes of the United States Range north of Lake Hazen; another near the head of Lake Hazen; and a third at the Ruggles River, with intermediate snow houses along the trail between the settlements and the ship. From these settlements at the beginning of each moon sledges came in bringing loads of musk-ox meat and news of the hunt during the preceding weeks. These sledges remained a few days at the ship, then outfitted again and went back with new instalments of Eskimo families to spend the interval until the next moon in the interior. As a result of this there was constantly something to talk of and something to look forward to. Preparations for the spring sledge journey were carried on continuously, more sledges were built and tents, harnesses, traces, and fur clothing made; the 78 NEAREST THE POLE Eskimo women in all work demanding sewing proving themselves invaluable. Pemmican was taken from the cases, canvassed in packages convenient for hand- ling and stowing upon the sledges, and numbered, under the supervision of Mr. Bartlett, the mate. My own time was fully occupied in planning and supervision and in devising some new methods and items of equipment. Personally I have never spent a winter in the Arctic regions so free from petty annoyances and discomforts, both physical and mental. The members of the party were congenial, cheerful, energetic, and interested in the work. The ship's people were interested and willing, and the atmosphere of the ship lacked entirely the element of friction which is so often an extremely disagreeable feature of Arctic winter life. Captain Bartlett relieved me of all detailed care of the ship, receiving and carrying out my general sug- gestions with great energy and intelligence. I felt that the physical well-being of the party was safe in the hands of Dr. Wolf, and Marvin relieved me of the routine drudgery of observations in addition to assist- ing in other ways. Added to this, Percy the steward was unremitting in looking out for my physical comfort. There are, however, so many trump cards which can be played against him who attempts to do serious work in the highest latitudes, that there is always some vital point which in spite of every care and pro- vision and forethought threatens to go wrong. The present occasion was no exception to the rule. Besides my anxiety in regard to the Roosevelt, which in comparison was of minor importance, I was THROUGH THE "GREAT NIGHT" 79 in a constant state of apprehension in regard to the dogs. Each party coming from the interior brought reports of additional deaths among these animals, until their number was reduced to the danger limit below which it would be impossible for me to carr>' out essential features of the spring campaign. In spite of these anxieties, however, my freedom from minor annoyances afforded me time and suitable frame of mind to devise new methods and items of equipment which assisted materially later on. Among the latter was a quick-acting alcohol camp stove, built upon a new principle; and among the former a plan of campaign and method of advance which possesses valuable possibilities, and which had it not been for the unusual ice conditions marking the year, and particularly the disruption of the pack by the April storm, would have enabled us to grasp the prize which was the object of the Expedition. Mingled with this work and these plans and anxieties, were times for thoughts and impressions some of which will be given here even though they may interest no one but myself, because to every normal mind they are as much a part of the Arctic winter night as the ice, the darkness, and the cold. Moments of exultation and moments of depression. Moments of eager im- patience when I wished that the day for the departure north might be to-morrow. Moments of foreboding when I dreaded its arrival. Moments of sanguine hopes, others of darkest misgivings. Thoughts and memories of the home land, dreams and plans for the future. At times the days seemed to rush by with the velocity of the flood-tide past Sheridan, at others 8o NEAREST THE POLE they were as tardy as if moored to a rock. At all these times the pianola, Mr. Benedict's splendid gift, was invaluable, soothing and lightening many an hour, and sending me back to my work refreshed and with new energy. For rest and recreation from the monot- ony of incessant planning about the spring campaign, I began upon plans for another ship of the same general size and model of the Roosevelt for Arctic or Ant- arctic work, but with improvements and details modified in the light of experience gained with the Roosevelt. November ist I placed a minimum self-registering thermometer on the top of a hill 410 feet high about a mile distant from the Roosevelt. On the 2d among other work some baled hay was opened for use in connection with the snow houses ashore, and the perfume of it brought back a rush of associations. What a contrast — this frozen night-canopied land- and sea-scape, and warm summei' hayfields in God's country. It does not seem as if both could be upon the same planet. On the 8 th four families of Eskimos came in from the Ruggles River. They have been in the field twenty-seven days and have secured some seventy- five musk-oxen, thirty to forty hare and twenty to twenty-five foxes. Besides musk-ox meat they brought in some hundred pounds of the peerless salmon trout from Lake Hazen. On the 15 th an aurora, one of several successive displays of no great brilliancy, was in several respects different from any that I had ever noticed. Occurring in the east directly over some pools of open water it A DAY'S HARE SHOUTING AT SHERIDAN RETURN OF HUNTING PARTY FROM CAPE HENRY WITH SPECIMENS OF NEW REINDEER (Rangijer Pearyi, AWen) September, 1905 THROUGH THE "GREAT NIGHT" 83 was so low as apparently to emanate from the water, and at irregular intervals the faint patches of auroral light would disappear completely to be replaced a moment later by a single bright spot like a pale par- helion close to the water. Occasionally in place of the parhelion a bright narrow vertical bar of light appeared. The i6th was marked by pronounced barometric and thermometric fluctuations, the former downward, the latter upward, these abrupt changes followed by violent wind from the south, and this in turn by a mile- wide belt of water reaching from behind Rawson past the ship and Cape Sheridan, and so northward toward Henry as far as could be seen in the obscure moonlight. The view from the hill in the evening was striking. The brilliant moonlight; the sky blue-black except where flecked with silvery clouds; the dead white of the ice ; the inky blackness of the water ; the ghostly shapes of the land; the one tiny speck of yellow light shining out from the Roosevelt. Accompanying and adding a touch of action to this outlook was the rush of the wind which, although laden with drifting snow, seemed yet to have a touch of warmth in it, and the cries of the Eskimo children playing on the ice-foot, mingled with the sound of waves dashing against the edges of the lead, and the distant hoarse roar of the ice pack surging back with the flood tide into the mouth of Robeson Channel. The 25th was marked by groans and complaint from the Roosevelt and the ice about her, accompanied by loud roaring of the heavier floes as they ground past the point of Sheridan during the greater portion of the flood-tide. 84 NEAREST THE POLE Thanksgiving Day was marked by the presence of plum-pudding, candy and cigars on the dinner table, and a graphophone performance by the Doctor in the evening. December 4th, on the first of the moon, two Eskimos came in from the interior reporting thirty-three musk-oxen killed during the past month and that twelve to fifteen more dogs had died. Dur- ing the December moon the Doctor made a number of photos of the ship. On the 1 6th Henson and six Eskimos came in and reported twenty musk-oxen killed since the last report. This makes sixty-two in all since the exodus from the ship the last of November. This is very satisfactory, but is more than balanced by the news of additional deaths among the dogs. Two large buck reindeer were found on the southern slopes of the United States Range with their horns locked, frozen in a death struggle. On the 17th with the running of the spring tides there were again serious complaints from the Roosevelt and the neighbouring ice. On the i8th, Marvin left with four Eskimos for the Lake Hazen colonies to remain until the February moon. The winter solstice occurred on the 2 2d, the sun (invisible to us of course) in the early morning hours reaching his greatest southern declination, the midnight hour of the "Great Night." From now on he would be slowly coming back to us. This is the New Year's day of the northern hemisphere, a world-day beside which our artificial dates and holidays pale, and no- where else meaning so much as here in this black disk of the "Great Night." About 2 A. M. of Christmas Day the wind began SHAPING THE RUNNERS DRILLING HOLES FOR THI': LASilI\(,S ESKIMOS MAKING SLEDGES ABOARD THE " ROOSEVELT SALMON TROUT FROM LAKE HAZEN ESKIMO WOMAN FISHING ON LAKE HAZEN ESKIMO MEN FISHING ON LAKE HAZEN THROUGH THE "GREAT NIGHT" 87 blowing from the south and was soon howUng across the ship in a level torrent of white rage. Every stay and shroud was humming like a great aeolian, and the ice about us was cracking and groaning with the strain. So violent was the wind that the window of the Captain's stateroom was blown in. At 8 a. m. it was absolutely calm, the stars shining brilliantly, temperature at -6° F. and the air resonant with the dash of waves against the opposite side of the broad lead of open water. The mess rooms were decorated with flags by the Doctor, and there were presents for everyone, princi- pally candies and other creature comforts contributed by friends at home, at the head of whom stood Huyler. Among my own presents were a bottle of special champagne from home, another of ancient Tokay from a thoughtful friend, two or three letters, and a pillow of fragrant fir needles from Eagle Island, in a case worked by the blue- eyed little one who herself had been bom within the precincts of the "Great Night." The Christmas dinner was a special event shared alike by those forward as well as aft and appre^ ciated by everyone. Our Christmas festivities had, however, a somewhat startling and entirely unexpected ending. After dinner I paced the ice-foot for a couple of hours, busy with the crowding thoughts which my letters and presents had brought to me. Returning to my room I sat down to listen to the graphophone which the Doctor had started in the neighbouring mess room. A little later the ice began cracking and groaning, and in a moment or two it was evident to me that there was a 88 NEAREST THE POLE new note in its complaint, entirely different from the usual accompaniment of the running of the spring tides. I stepped out upon the quarter-deck and could not only hear but feel the ice humming and cracking, not loudly but viciously under intense pressure. I called the Captain, stepped inside to put on my coat, extinguished my fire and the one in the adjoining workroom with a dipper of water, blew out my lamp, and passed forward through the house to the main deck. When I reached there the ice had separated from the ice-foot, and the heavy floe which had squeezed us last September was moving off carrying with it our starboard ice-wall and leaving the starboard side of the ship completely exposed, with the black water lapping against the planking. In a surprisingly short time the ice had disappeared completely in the inky darkness, and the black water stretched apparently limitless, giving back the image of every star. There was no cause for instant appre- hension, the trouble would come when the ice came back with the turn of the tide, with nothing between the ship and it to break its momentum or cushion its blow. The Eskimos were running about in great excitement, bringing up their children and household goods from the 'tweendecks; and not caring to have a lot of women and children to fall over in case of trouble, I had the stove in the big box house fired up and sent them all ashore to that shelter with their bedding and clothing. One of the crew and one of the Eskimo men who were temporarily on the sick list were likewise sent ashore. ^'Vji. ; ,; THE BOW OF THE "ROOSEVELT" IN WINTER QUARTERS THROUGH THE "GREAT NIGHT" 91 Then accompanied by the Captain I made a careful tour of inspection of and about the ship, pointing out the possibilities of our position, and indicating what should be done to provide as far as possible against all contingencies. A full watch was kept on and everyone else turned in with their clothes on. The following day men and officers and Eskimos were busy running out all available lines from the port bow, quarter, and amidships, and also from the mast- heads. The weather continued clear and the temperatures very moderate. The evening flood-tide caused a great deal of movem.ent and noise all about us, but brought no direct pressure upon the ship. I had no fears that the Roosevelt would be crushed by any onset of the ice, but I did apprehend that she might be forced bodily up on to the ice-foot, thrown on her beam ends and pushed so far inshore that it would be impossible to float her another season. Another possibility was that a particularly violent gale, such as might occur at any time, would tear us from our moorings and carry us out into the moving pack, in which event there would not be one chance in a hundred of our being able to get the ship back to her present position again. On the morning of the 28th a gust of south wind blowing through the ventilator holes in my stateroom door woke me and I went on deck immediately. It was then very clear, with the wind light and baffling from every quarter, evidently gathering its forces. At 5 A. M. it came on with a rush from the south, and increased in fury until nothing could be heard above 92 NEAREST THE POLE its roar, and the ship was completely submerged in a blinding cataract of snow. In a short time a piece of ice on our starboard quarter began groaning and grinding against the ship's side. Fearing it might break loose and, in the event that our propeller and rudder post were frozen into it, tear our stem from its moorings, every piece of line that could be found was run out from the port quarter and made fast to the ice-foot. As in all of these gales the temperature was comparatively high, being in this instance from seven to fourteen degrees above zero. Otherwise the work would have been extremely trying and even dangerous. One of the crew stumbling in a crack a few yards from the ship lost his bearings and after some time brought up at the box houses on the shore. Some of the Eskimos coming from the box houses to the ship lost their way and groped for some time be- fore they got their bearings. At noon the wind had moderated and our stream anchor was attached to the end of the port chain cable, placed in a hole dug for it in the ice-foot behind a large grounded floe- berg, and then frozen in. For several hours during the day the Roosevelt rolled pronouncedly on the swell, swinging round Rawson from the wild sea in the mouth of Robeson Channel. For several days after this there was more open water in the neighbourhood than at any time since our arrival. All the upper part of Robeson Channel was open and everything to the northeast and north from Rawson round to Sheridan and beyond inky black. At 3 a. m. of January ist, the ice came in against our starboard side with a steady roar, but the THROUGH THE "GREAT NIGHT" 93 Roosevelt turned it under her like water running into a mill race, and the pressure ceased before any unusually heavy ice came against her. A little later the ice swung completely off-shore again. The night of the 6th was a disagreeable anniversary to me. Seven years before I was struggling across Lady Franklin Bay in bitter cold and complete darkness, to bring up finally at Fort Conger with both feet frozen. On the 7th a new baby arrived in the Eskimo settle- ment, a girl, quite likely the most northerly bom of all children. On the 9th the air all day w^as full of the groaning, roaring, grinding of the ice, though no pressure came upon the ship. This noise and commotion of the ice occurred almost continuously during the month, varying in intensity from time to time and the Roosevelt was subjected to pressures of more or less force. It was a period of constant anxiety with the ice pack surging back and forth along the shore on each tide and liable to crash in upon us at any time. Every one slept in their clothes, all lanterns and portable lights were kept filled and trimmed ready for immediate use, and pro- vision was made for the instant extinguishment of all fires. The welcome twilight of retummg day steadily mcreased, a considerable contingent of the Eskimos from the interior returned to the ship in the January moon bringing letters from Marvin containing the report of more musk-oxen secured. On the 7th of February, with the first light of the February moon, Marvin himself came in with the balance of the Eskimos and dogs and the report of more musk-oxen killed. This closed the winter campaign. SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD CHAPTER V SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD ON FEBRUARY 19th, Captain Bartlett left finally for Cape Hecla. Marvin and party followed the next day, Dr. Wolf and his party the next, and I two days later. When I left the Roosevelt there was a lead of open water extending from Cape Joseph Henry past Capes Sheridan and Rawson, The northern part of Robeson Channel was open. There was open water along the Greenland coast as far as the Black Horn Cliffs and apparently to Cape Bryant, with numerous pools and leads in the sweep from Cape Henry to Cape Bryant. Three marches brought me to Cape Hecla, where the entire outfit was assembled. Our encampment comprised Captain Bartlett, Dr. Wolf, Marvin, Henson, Clark and Ryan, myself and twenty-one Eskimos, with 120 dogs^the personnel for one main and five or six division parties, which according to my pro- gramme I hoped would be able to advance supplies and maintain communication to a base as high as Abruzzi's "Farthest" for my final point of departure. Point Moss, some twenty miles west of Cape Hecla, was determined upon as our point of departure from the land. Two days were spent at Cape Hecla resting the dogs, repairing sledges, harnesses and equipment, 97 98 NEAREST THE POLE and re-stowing sledge loads, the expedition quartering in seven snow houses and subsisting upon four musk- oxen killed just back of Cape Hecla. On February 28th, Henson left Cape Hecla with a pioneer party of three light sledges. Captain Bartlett and his party followed the next day, then Clark and his party, then Dr. Wolf, then Marvin, Ryan and myself. During our stay at Cape Hecla there was open water along the ice foot and a large lead reaching north from the cape. I quote from my Journal; March 4th. — Still blowing viciously from the west with blinding drift. My men came in from feeding the dogs, with their clothes driven full of snow. Of course, everything is still stalled by the furious wind. Henson should be three marches out on the ice, Bartlett two, and the Doctor one. Clark is at Point Moss, I am here with four men, and Marvin should be on Fielden Peninsula. I have, however, no reason to complain of the weather. From the 19th till yesterday there has been no really bad weather and the first five days here were perfect, considering the place and the season, enabling me to get my parties away and attend to all essential details without serious discomfort. Now we are well supplied with food, and the dogs have plenty to eat and are well sheltered. The wind has closed all the water, for the time being at least. My new device, the alcohol lamp, is working out finely and makes tea or coffee almost in no time. .•(6 ¥*^M SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD loi Marvin came in from the ship at 9 p. m. of the 4th, with three Eskimos and Ryan, the fireman who was to take young Percy's place, the latter having been invalided back to the ship with an injured eye. On the 5th, the last eight sledges got away for Point Moss, I bringing up the rear with Inueto, as I had to see that things remaining at Hecla were left in order, and the permanent igloo there closed against wind and drifting snow. The day was clear and cold with violent gusts of wind from the northwest driving in our faces. My sledge being loaded with bulky articles of spare equipment, was somewhat top-heavy and re- peatedly capsized. I arrived at Point Moss a little before midnight, after a good but fatiguing march. It was brilliant moon- light, and the twilight arc now swung nearly all the way through north. March 6th I left Point Moss and headed northward from the land over the Polar pack. In 1902 it w^as just a month later that I left Hecla going north. And four years previous, on the 6th of March, I left Payer Harbour with eighteen sledges on a journey which took me to 84° 17' north latitude; a great march as regards distance and latitude cov- ered. I quote from my Journal: " If I can do as well this time we shall win. God and all good angels grant it, and let me seize this great trophy for the Flag." We were rather late in getting started and it was noon when we left the edge of the ice some tw^o miles north of the land. Here the sun was visible for a few 102 NEAREST THE POLE moments through a notch in the southern mountains. Was it a good omen? I thought that it must be. An ideal day, clear and calm and bitter cold, the southern sky vivid yellow, the northern rose-coloured like my dreams. The going was good at first though our trail was tortuous, but later became extremely arduous. Reaching Henson's first igloo, Marvin, Ryan and I remained and began working upon an additional igloo, while I sent my Eskimos ahead with half-loads to form an advance cache and reconnoitre the ice. They returned with a report that the ice was heavily rafted since yesterday's party passed and the trail faulted. Two sledges were considerably damaged by the day's work. My supper and breakfast of tea and raw frozen, musk-ox steak were more than enjoyable. Again I quote from my Journal: "The battle is on at last. We are straightened out on the ice of the Polar Sea heading direct for our goal." The 7 th was another fine day, somewhat milder than the 6th with more or less mist hiding the land and partially obscuring the sun. Good going up to the advance loads, beyond which, after some skirmishing, we picked up the broken trail again on young ice. While we were traversing this ice, pronounced move- ment occurred and leads and rafters began to form about us, sometimes occurring between successive sledges, and it required rapid, effective work to as- semble all the sledges upon a fragment of old floe some hundred yards across, where we were compelled to wait some time, until the motion of the ice ceased. When it did so, after another brief skirmish, we picked CAPTAIN BARTLETT AT CAPE HECLA SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD 105 up the trail north of us, and followed it to the second igloo. Here two Eskimos remained with me, to build an igloo, Marvin and Ryan taking their places with the sledges and returning with the others to bring up the previous day's advance loads. When they returned they reported the ice still in motion in our rear, and that they had reached the cache just in time to save it from being obliterated by a huge rafter. While at this camp, the floe on which my igloos were built split in two, shattering the igloos, and the ice, evidently under severe pressure, rumbled and groaned continuously. The 8th was a fine day with some wind from the northwest, and the land hidden by water-smoke forming over the numerous cracks and narrow leads resulting from the movement of the ice. The going was comparatively good on this march, except where the movement of the ice had faulted the trail. Two more sledges were broken and held to- gether just long enough to reach camp. At this camp again the floe on which my igloos were built cracked under the terrific pressure, and the igloos shook and trembled as if by an earthquake shock, so that some of the Eskimos rushed out in alarm. The cracking and uneasiness of the ice continued during our stay in this camp. The rapid increase of daylight was marked here by the insertion of an ice window in our igloo which enabled us to distinguish objects inside through- out the entire night. An early start was made on the 9th in spite of heavy northwest wind and disagreeable drift. A few hours later I met the cap- tain returning with his party from the cache at the en:d of the first division, fixed by me at the end of the io6 NEAREST THE POLE 6th march. He had left Henson the day before, and on the way back met the Doctor and Clark, so that a few moments' conversation with him put me in touch with conditions and the location of everyone ahead of me. He reported the ice in motion everywhere, the floe upon which my advance loads were placed yesterday drifted a mile or more to the southeast, and the trail disrupted for a long distance. I gave him detailed instructions and he disappeared in the rear of my party on his way to Hecla for additional loads. This was a fairly good march though we were steadily drifting eastward. I hoped that with the cessation of the spring tides and the continuance of the bitter cold the ice would become more stable. On the loth the ice was more quiet; there was little wind: the day was fine and the going comparatively good. I quote from my Journal: "Things are too favourable. I am oppressed with the fears of open water ahead." On the nth I overtook Clark and the Doctor at cache number one, and was able to simplify and assist the work of both in some details. The next two days were a continuance of the fine but bitterly cold weather. The Three- star brandy on my sledge was frozen continuously. On the 15th I overtook Henson and the Doctor with their parties camped together, Henson claiming to be stalled by the weather. I gave him explicit instructions and started him out. I then sent Marvin and his party back to Hecla for additional sup- plies in order to give Henson a start, and utilised my own and Clark's parties in bringing up supplies from cache niimber one, and in pushing loads ahead from this / ^-i—^ A-rr^ipU_o- , ESKIMO DRAWINGS lsL\DE AT STORM CAMP SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD 109 camp. While at this camp the Captain came in, having been six marches from Hecla. The men sent out on Henson's trail reported that the going beyond here was the best yet. I quote from my Journal: March ijth. — A glorious day, clear as a crystal and the sun is shining nearly twelve hours. The land dis- tinctly visible, but not as far away as I could wish. The Captain and his party pulled out early and Clark and his party soon after. I brought up the rear a little later with my party. After working through about a mile of fearfully rough ice, we came out upon what looked as if it might be (and God knows I hoped it was) the comparatively unbroken homogeneous ice of the central Polar Sea. A beautiful sight, the level, slightly drifted snow plain stretching away apparently infinitely to the North. March iSth. — Another glorious day but bitterly cold, the brandy remaining frozen and the petroleum white and viscid ; my dogs very tired and unambitious. It is aggravating not to be travelling faster in such weather and going, and it is not pleasant to be at the rear attending to loose ends, but I have the consola- tion of knowing that my advance parties are, or ought to be, a good distance ahead, and that before long I shall be in my proper place at the very head of the line, breasting the air that comes direct from the pole uncontaminated by any form of life. At this camp one new sledge was made out of two broken ones. And so the work went on, the parties going and no NEAREST THE POLE coming, myself in touch with and pushing those ahead of me and puUing those in the rear, so to speak, in a position where I could straighten out any little hitches and keep the distribution of the parties such as to minimise the work of igloo building, and prevent con- fusion rising when two or three parties got bunched together. It was brute hard work and bitter cold. The brandy continued frozen and oil viscid, but every- one was eager and cheerful. The Captain, Doctor, and Clark on the qui vive all the time, and the Eskimos hustling with their usual willingness. On the 2 2d, at my camp on a big floe selected for this purpose, cache number two was established. Although the work was not moving with the speed which I could have desired, it was moving with such apparent smoothness that I constantly feared some insurmount- able obstacle was waiting for us just ahead, and yet I felt that it might be that twenty years of work, disappointment and sacrifice would perhaps be allowed to win. During the night of the 21st at this camp the wind came on fresh from the west, blowing with distinct fierceness all night and day of the 2 2d and causing pronounced changes in the ice. Our big floe cracked and rumbled frequently and the walls of our igloo were split but not so seriously as to be beyond repair. Wind shelters were con- structed for the dogs and they were double rationed. Although a bitter day, the 2 2d was the first day since I left land that I was held up by the weath- er, and I could have travelled on this day had there been any necessity for it, but to have done so would only have piled my party up on top SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD m of the Captain's, who was now one march ahead of me, and given us unnecessary and disagreeable labour and discomfort in building an additional igloo in the wind and driving snow. When we left this camp, I found, as I had expected, that the storm had caused pro- nounced changes in the ice. Some two miles from camp a newly formed lane of water a hundred yards or more wide gave us some trouble to negotiate, and at two other places enormous pressure leads had been formed across the Captain's trail. The northern ice in every instance had shifted to the eastward. Several narrow leads that the Captain's party passed, and on which the intense cold had already formed young ice gave us no trouble. Our camp at the end of this march was located in a hollow between two enormous hummocks on a large old floe. I quote from my Journal: Though I fight against it continuously, I find it impossible under conditions like to-day not to in- dulge in some thoughts of success as I tramp along, and I get so impatient that I do not want to stop at the igloos but keep right on and on. At night I can hardly sleep waiting for the dogs to get rested sufficiently to start again. Then I think, what will be the effect if some insuperable obstacle, open water, absolutely impossible ice, or an enormous fall of snow knock me out now when everything looks so encouraging? Will it break my heart, or will it simply numb me into insensibility? and then I think, what's the odds, in two months at the longest the agony will be over, and I shall know one way or 112 NEAREST THE POLE the other, and then whichever way it turns out, before the leaves fall I shall be back on Eagle Island again, going over the well-known places with Jo and the children, and listening to the birds, the wind in the trees, and the sound of lapping waves (do such things really exist on this frozen planet?). Four good marches were reeled off from cache number two in good weather. Ten years ago I would have called these marches fully fifteen miles each, now I hoped they were at least twelve. In the second march there was considerable young ice which I feared might give the Captain some trouble on his return march. A vigorous wind at any time would cause the big floes on either side of this ice to crumble it up like so much window glass and leave only an irregular rafter or two to show that it ever existed. At one of our camps the night was the most uncomfortable yet. We and everything in the igloo were thickly covered with our frozen breath, and it seemed impossible to make the stove give out heat enough to boil our tea. The thermometer which I carried with me to prevent breaking had a bubble jarred into it by my falling in rough ice and was stubborn to remedy. There was little doubt, however, that our temperature was in the minus sixties. Several leads in these marches gave us some trouble, causing considerable detours and the records of Henson and the Captain in their igloos showed that they had had the same trouble. I quote from my Journal: March 25//?.— This morning I discarded the light deer-skin coat in which I had travelled thus far for an SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD 113 old but dry one. The former was simply sodden while I had it on, froze solid as soon as I took it off and it had to be thawed out in the morning with the warmth of my hands. Last night was a little more comfort- able than the previous one, but not much. I got the bubble out of the thermometer and when I took it outside the igloo it fell so rapidly from minus 25° F. (the temperature of our bed platform where it had been resting close to my head) that at first I feared it was broken. It finally stopped at minus 6i>^°F. During the march it has ranged from minus 55 and minus 53 to minus 50 in the sun, and yet to-day has been the most comfortable one for the past week (my Eskimos corroborate this). Am sorry now I did not put the thermometer in com- mission sooner. We must have had some record temperatures. A dog abandoned by one of the parties ahead and which I picked up yesterday, fed last night and tied in the other igloo so the wind would not reach him, pricked up his hitherto dejected ears at my appearance and after he had eaten another piece of pemmican lay down and rolled on his back like any civilised dog. He is utterly useless, poor thing, but has worked faithfully, no doubt, and as I have pemmican to spare just now he shall not starve yet. To-day he has kept on in one of the teams and his hitherto hopeless eyes brighten, I fancy, when he looks at me. Quite a bit of young ice in to-day's march and several magnificent old floes with hummocks on them like ranges of hills. The sun is rapidly creeping around to 114 NEAREST THE POLE complete the entire circle, and at noon I fancy there is a slight sensation of warmth in his rays. To-day has been quite hazy or smoky like the days immediately after we left the land which I do not like, as this means cracks or leads in the ice. But th© weather we are having is just the thing, cold and calm, to cement the ice firmer and firmer, and quickly ren- der any new cracks or leads passable. I hope it may continue so till we get back to the land; the colder and the calmer the better. I want no wind or mild weather until we are back on board ship. March 26th. — A glorious day, and a splendid march, over the finest going and then — bang up against it, as I have been fearing all along. I have been dream- ing too much these last few days, for which there could be of course, but one result, a black eye to my hopes of speedy success. Early in the morning heard the welcome sound of grinding ice and turning out found the lead, beside which we had camped, had narrowed enough to eliminate the unsafe ice. We were soon packed and over, following the Captain's new trail, which gradually swung west- ward until it cut Henson's trail beyond his igloo. (The thermometer had registered -60° F. during the night, and stood at -52° F. when I took it up.) After striking Henson's trail we kept on over large old floes of hard surface interrupted by not partic- ularly difficult pressure ridges, and after a good long march reached Henson's igloo. His record said that he was here during the storm of the 2 2d and had left on the 23d. A postscript SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD 115 undated said there was an igloo just ahead and a lead beyond. The Captain's record of the 25th said he was leaving about noon to join Henson. I had noticed in coming up to the igloos a dark object on the northern edge of the floe, and now as- sumed it to be an empty tin, or cast off clothing on top of an igloo. When my men came up we fed the dogs, put our gear inside, and began making tea, when Ahngmalokto said he could hear dogs up ahead of us. I turned the tea making over to him, and went out to investigate. I soon met the Captain coming out to me, and found three parties banked up here, by a broad open lead extending east and west across our course, farther than we could see. I immediately started to investi- gate the lead and from a pinnacle it looked as if there might be a chance to cross during the night. The northern ice was slowly moving west. I told Henson to have his men stand watch and watch, and if the chance came to notify everyone so that a quick crossing could be effected. I then went back to my igloo. After my tea I sent a note to the Captain telling him if there was a chance to cross, to travel with Henson for two days and then return, and a note to Henson to get across the lead at the first possible moment and push on. Early in the morning of the 27th I went up to see how things were going, and met the Captain coming to report that Henson had started to try and get across to the west, and he was about to follow. When he got away I climbed a pinnacle to reconnoitre ii6 NEAREST THE POLE and was not encouraged. The lead was evidently widening. Came down and sent a note to the Captain that if he could not get across to return with every one and I would send him and Clark and their men back for more supplies. I could not afford to feed all these teams and people here during what might be a several days' wait. The Captain and Clark got away before noon with seven sledges, and I moved up beside the lead. At night the lead was still widening and the ice slowly moving west. Min. during night -66° F. temperature during day about -60°. The northern ice continued slowly in motion to the west during the 28th, which was a fine day. I sent Henson and an Eskimo west with a light sledge to trace the lead. They reported the lead widening in that direction and a branch swinging northwest and southwest. Two Eskimos sent east reported the lead imprac- ticable in that direction and a branch swinging off to southeast. The lead was slowly widening so that the young ice had no time to get firm. Late in the evening, after a few preliminary cracks, the ice broke about us with a furious rending sound, and jarring of the igloo. Going out I found that a crack some twelve feet wide had opened in our floe a short distance to the south, cutting us from the main floe. A good day though hazy. Movement of northern ice decreas- ing, and the lead skimming over. Another fine day followed. The movement of the ice had practically ceased, and the lead was skimmed over so as to cut SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD 117 off the dense vapour that had been obscuring our view to the north. The Eskimos claimed to see water to the north, but I could see nothing but mirage, and declined to believe in it until I had it at my feet. Satisfactory observations with sextant and transit gave Lat. 84° 38' + Longitude 74° W. approx. and Var. 107 /^° W. We were somewhat farther west than I intended owing to the constant tendency of Henson and his party to turn to the left in negotiating leads and areas of rough ice. I did not sleep much during the night of the 30th (not but that I was comfortable enough physically) and we had an early tea. A raw, cloudy, threatening morning with a breeze from S. S. W. true which I feared would develop into a gale. In the afternoon and evening it cleared and was fine again. I got my observations just in time. The ice had ceased its motion entirely now, and in the afternoon of the 31st the young ice on the lead (now some two miles wide) was safe except a strip about 100 feet wide in the centre, with a narrow band of open water in its middle. I sent Henson with one man and the long sledge to the east on the young ice, and he reported the main lead narrowing and branching, one branch running S. E. true. The band of young ice and the water crack continued on east. In the afternoon I had the men cut a sledge road through the rubble ice, bordering the lead, to the young ice, as we might be able to get a start the next day. ii8 NEAREST THE POLE Sunday, April ist. — This was nearly a perfect day, not a speck or flaw in the blue sky anywhere, and the sun brilliant and warm (comparatively). It was a shame to be wasting such weather in idleness, and yet it could not be helped, nor was it possible to be seriously downhearted in such sunshine. In the morning the centre of the lead had closed so that a man "walking wide" as the polar bear does, could cross it, but an easterly movement of the northern ice during the night had opened a place some 200 feet wide on the northern side of the lead which effect- ually barred crossing. The set of the current was still to the west. A light air from N. E., N. and N. W. during the day might I hoped shut the lead up by morning. We continued drying our clothing in the sun and doing odd jobs to pass away time and keep from thinking. It was wearing to be held from one's work and object so many days, and yet there were many chances yet. It was still early in the season, dogs and men were in good condition, and I could not help believing that once across this lead (the "Hudson River?") which is undoubtedly the tidal crack between the land ice of Lincoln Sea and the central polar pack, we should have good going and little interruption from water. I had two beacons made of empty pemmican tins and placed one on the summit of Observatory Pinnacle, and the other on a high pinnacle to the west. I quote from my Journal: SHERIDAN TO THE BIG LEAD 119 April 2d. — Across the " Hudson River " at last, thank God, after a loss of seven days of fine weather. Ryan came m about nine last evening with his three men Ahngodoblaho, "Teddy" and Itukashoo. He brings a story of delay from open leads at the igloos where the Doctor turned back; again this side of cache number two, and in his last march here, which makes my men's faces very long. The Captain was also bothered by open water and was three days getting to the cache. Ryan met him just this side. On the other hand he says from the "Dr.'s igloos" in to the land the ice has not moved, and that there was no wind in near the land on the 2 2d. He brought very light loads. But it all helps, and Marvin and Clark must be close behind. My impatience about the lead would not let me sleep, so at 2 A. M. I had tea ready and sent my two men to reconnoitre. They were gone a long time, and I made up m}^ mind they could find no crossing, when they returned, and said they thought the ice would hold at a place a little west of where we had been watching it. Turned everyone out, and sent all the sledges across with light loads on each and, when they returned hurried everything else on to them and went across with everyone except Ryan and two of his men (I took the other one with me), who started right back. While the men were scouting I had written notes of instruction to Marvin, Clark, Captain, Doctor, and Ryan himself, which the last-named took back with him. With everything over Henson packed his sledges and got away at 8 a. m. My men built an igloo, I20 NEAREST THE POLE double rationed their dogs, and I arranged their loads, and put what remained in a prominent cache on a hummock of the old floe on which we camped. A beautiful day but colder, and the going north ap- peared to be good. I hoped it was. The point of view makes a great difference. From here the broad ''Hudson River" looked much fairer than it did from the other side, and looking across its shining surface to the purple shadows under the opposite ice banks, a very strong imagination might even fancy a resemblance to its namesake. FROM "BIG LEAD" TO 87° 6' N. LAT. CHAPTER VI FROM THE "big LEAD " TO 87° 6' N. LAT. THE night of April 2d was fine until early morning when it clouded up, and when we got under way it was dark and threatening, with a biting wind right from the direction of the Pole, swinging later to the west. The ice was shrouded in the shadow- less light peculiar to these conditions, making it almost impossible to see Henson's trail. I found that our camp floe was an island ; a broad lane of young ice separating it from the other ice. After passing two or three more narrow lanes of young ice, we got beyond the most pronounced traces of the recent disturbance, and travelled over heavy old ice, with snow somewhat deeper and softer than south of the "Big Lead." There was no season's ice and recent pressure ridges were infrequent. We reached Henson's igloo where his record told what a hard march they had and how tired they were, etc., etc. The sun, now con- tinuously above the horizon, shone for a bit as we camped. Thick and blowing from the north all night, and the same when we got under way the 4th. The diffused light made it very difficult to follow the nearly wind- obliterated trail. Frequent snow squalls from the north and west added annoyance. At noon it began to lighten and when we reached Henson's igloo, the wind 123 124 NEAREST THE POLE had ceased and the sun was trying to shine. Some season's ice and two narrow leads of recent ice were crossed in this march. The rest of the way we had heavy old floes, some of them the blue hummock kind, on which the going was good, interrupted by old rup- tures and belts of rubble ice over which the going was very bad. These places served as nets to catch all the snow blown off the level places, and there it lay soft and deep. It was going that would seriousl}^ dis- courage an ordinary party, but my little brown children of the ice, cheerfully tooled their sledges through it with the skill bom of life-long experience and habit. The wind and thick weather came on again during the night of the 4th and continued. We got under way at 3:30 a. m. and found following the trail very difficult in the diffused light, and possible only with constant attention and straining of the eyes. This was distinctly fatiguing, and added to the depressing effect of the weather, was a strain which I made up my mind to avoid as much as possible in future by not travelling in thick weather except when com- pelled to. The going for the first two hours was through a zone of rafters and rubble with deep snow; after that came old blue-topped floes (some of them more massive than I had ever seen) interrupted by old rafters. In some places the floes were level, swept free of snow in large patches, and beautifully blue. One bit of season's ice and two or three narrow leads, or rather cracks, were crossed. I was not surprised at the end of six hours to come upon Henson in camp FROM " BIG LEAD " TO 87° 6' N. LAT. 125 with his party. "Too thick to travel," and all more or less worried at being so far away, the hard travel- ling, etc. I set my men building an igloo, and hoped the sun would clear away the thick weather as it had the day before, and give a chance to start soon. While building my igloo a crack opened with a loud noise nearly all round our place, greatly disturb- ing Sipsu's sensitive nerves. Later thick snow came on with the increasing wind. Through carelessness I frosted my entire left cheek during the march and this I anticipated would cause me some annoyance as it was in my heavy beard. After the igloo was built my men overhauled and repaired their sledges thor- oughly. All night the wind and snow continued from the west, and during the night (probably with the turn of the tide) the cracks closed up with a good deal of noise, ending with two severe btunps as oiir floe came to a bearing all around. In the morning another movement began, Henson's igloo which was a little nearer the rafter than mine, was shattered, and his men built another in the centre of the floe and moved there. The spring tides of the April full moon were running now, and with the wind would probably open the "Hudson River" again. Marvin, however, and I hoped Clark, should be well over by this time with their supplies, and out on the road. I hoped this storm would clear the condensa- tion out of the air, and give us another spell of fine weather in which we might accomplish some- thing. The ten days' delay of Henson's party, and seven of mine, in fine weather, had been a terrible set-back. 126 NEAREST THE POLE Without that we should have been beyond Abruzzi's highest now. As it was I was two degrees ahead of four years ago, when I left Cape Hecla. The wind and snow continued all night of the 6th and the forenoon of the 7th, then the sun broke through and showed that it was no longer snowing, though the wind continued unabated accompanied by a furious and blinding drift. On this date Nansen reached his highest, and but for the accursed lead, I should now have been ahead of him. As it was I was behind him and stalled again. Came on thick again during the night and continued blowing and drifting without abatement. It seemed as if it must clear off some time, but as yet there were no signs of it. The wind continued its infernal howling past the igloo and among the pinnacles of the rafter close by all night. I was so comfortable physically, however (barring my stumps which were always cold when I was not walking, and sometimes even then) that there was nothing to distract me from its hell-bom music, or keep me from thinking of the unbearable delay. It seemed as if I had been here a month. The wind which had been a little south of true w^est swung more to the south, the drift was less dense, as if the bulk of the snow were packed, and I fancied there was less weight in the wind in the evening. I hoped to God it would clear soon. I was curious also to see if the continued blow had materially changed our position to the east. There had been no detectable disturbance in the ice since the morning of the 6th. This could be accounted for in two ways ; one that the FROM "BIG LEAD" TO 87° 6' N. LAT. 127 ice was already jammed to the eastward, and the old floes too heavy (and with no young ice between) to permit any compacting or shutting up; the other that the central pack (detached from the land ice along the big lead) was moving eastward as one mass. I could not help thinking that in the latter case, the differences of wind pressure and water resistance of the different floes would cause more or less motion among them, or at least cause strains that would be more pronounced. It would be surprising if the " Hud- son " was not wide open now, and I hoped Marvin and Clark were across it with their supplies, and the former near enough to overtake me in a march or two from here. If the " Hudson" was open and they the other side of it, it would necessitate a decided modification of my plans, for the season was too late now for me to wait for them to come up. I must push on with what I had here, and take the chances of good going, long marches, and the certainty of eating dog again before I got back to land. April loth was another miserable day. The wind not quite so violent, but still continuing with a heavy drift that made travelling out of the question. Temporarily at least I had got past chafing at the delay and simply longed for the cessation of the infernal music, and to see the bright sun glinting on the ice-fields again, as a thin-blooded invalid in winter longs for the soft breath of summer. I cheated as much of the time away as possible, planning what I would do when I got back, and then I ran against the black wall, unless I win here, all these 128 NEAREST THE POLE things fall through. Success is what will give them existence. Then I went over again what I should do in the various contingencies, if it ever cleared, but that did not take long. I knew what I should do in every contingency I could think of. And always through the black shadow of impending failure showed the steady light of so many days nearer my island and its people. I quote from my Journal: Another day, the sixth of the interminable gale. Will it never end? The wind and drift continue with unabated violence. For some three hours to-day, I pushed, and butted, and at times almost crawled on hands and knees, back and forth across the small floe on which we are camped. This partly for exercise, partly because I could no longer keep quiet, partly from a desire to determine with certainty, whether, if I were made of sterner stuff, I might not be travelling. I am perfectly satisfied now. No party could travel in this gale, not because of the cold, though that is not slight, but because of the physical impossibility. To face the gale would quickly wear out the strongest man living, even if it were possible to expose the face directly for more than an instant to the cutting drift. I am also satisfied that the effect of the storm will not be to make the travelling (if it ever clears) worse; or to obliterate our trail from the 'big lead' here. All the new snow, and some of the old is being scoured off the floes and deposited in the pressure ridges, and the tracks of my sledges, dogs and men are FROM " BIG LEAD " TO 87° 6' N. LAT. 129 left in relief. Six years ago to-day I left Conger for the Greenland coast. At last the unprecedented gale abated, or at any rate temporarily suspended, enough for me to get things moving. After midnight the violence of the wind moderated, and in the morning the sun was shining, though a con- siderable drift was still running, and a heavy bank of drift lay all around the horizon. Gradually this subsided, and I was able to get some meridian observations with the transit. The drift made the use of artificial horizon impracticable. These observations gave our latitude 85° 12', and our longi- tude but slightl}^ west of the ship at Sheridan. I immediately started Henson off with two of his men, Panikpah and Pewahtoo, to push ahead, and at the same time sent off his other man Sipsu, and one of my men, Ahngodoblaho, to meet Marvin (if he was north of the "big lead"), and to bring up the supplies left in the small cache this side the lead if they did not meet him. As I anticipated after the previous day's study of the matter, the storm had improved the going. On the old floes where it had not scoured the snow off entirely, it had packed it harder, and the patches of rough ice, and the pressure ridges were now filled with snow hammered in until it would bear a mule. Our tracks were much more distinct than the}^ were six days before. To the north of us there was a large floe stretching as far as could be seen. It was a day of April weather, reminding me very much of the ice cap; blue sky with delicate "mare's I30 NEAREST THE POLE tail " clouds, then banks of fog, flurries of snow, and blue sky again, with a continuous light W, S. W. wind carry- ing a low drift along the surface. For several hours there was a fog bank, probably caused by open leads. It was well that I had discounted the loss of my provisions at the lead. Soon after midnight, my two men returned reporting that they had lost the trail beyond the first igloo south of where we were, and had been stopped by open water and completely shattered ice extending as far as they could see from the highest pinnacles. It was evident that I could no longer count in the slightest degree upon my supporting parties, and that whatever was to be done now, must be done with the part}^ the equipment, the supplies which I had with me. Unfortunately the party was larger than it need be (eight of us in all), and the supplies much smaller than I could have wished. I gave my men their supper and turned over for another nap while they obtained a few hours' sleep. I had no occasion to think or worry, I knew already what I should do in this contingency. Early in the morning we started after abandoning everything which we did not absolutely need, and I bent every energy to setting a record pace. In the legacy of irretrievable damage which the storm had left us was one small codicil of good. Such snow as the wind had not torn from the face of the floes was beaten and banked hard, and the snow which had fallen had been hammered into the areas of rough ice and the shattered edges of the big floes, so that they gave us little trouble. North of Storm Camp we had no occasion for snowshoes or pickaxes. FROM "BIG LEAD" TO 87° 6' N. LAT. 131 The first march of ten hours, myself in the lead with the compass, sometimes on a dog-trot, the sledges following in Indian file with drivers running beside or behind, placed us thirty miles to the good; my Eskimos said forty. At the end of the march I was a tired man. Had raised blisters on the bottom of both my feet, and soft as I was after the days in camp, was sore in every bone with the rapid pace, which was not less than three miles an hour. My Eskimos insisted it was nearer four. The next day the wind was blowing a half gale from west southwest (true) with a great deal of drift. But we had no time to waste in camp, when possible to travel at all. Four and one-half hours after starting, we came upon Henson camped beside a closed lead where he had been for some twenty hours. He and his men claimed, that it had closed just before I arrived. As I passed they hitched up and fell in behind my hurrying party. We travelled ten hours, then camped in very thick weather. During the march we traversed several large level old floes, which my Eskimos at once re- marked, looked as if they did not move even in summer. We also crossed eleven leads during the march which however gave us no very serious trouble, a short detour one way or the other always giving us an opportunity to cross. Several berg-like pieces of ice discoloured with sand were noted during the march, my Eskimos saying that these looked as if we were near land. We travelled at a good pace again during this march, and I felt that we had covered thirty miles more. I hoped that it was more than this even. 132 NEAREST THE POLE When we started on the next march, it was clear and bright with light wind and drift, but at noon a dark bank swept over from the west and the wind increased. At the end of the march we camped beside an open lead some fifty feet wide, trending apparently northeast and southwest, but it was now so thick with the driving snow that it was not possible to determine this with certainty. Building our igloos at this camp was a disagreeable job in the violent wind and driving snow. Our pace during this march was not less than two and one-half miles per hour. Several narrow leads were crossed and after noon we travelled upon almost continuous one season ice. At this camp our stay in camp was longer than usual owing to the continuance of the wind and snow. While here, six worn-out dogs were killed and fed to the others to save our small store of pemmican, and the skeleton condition of these dogs as shown when they were skinned, threw my men into a tem- porary panic, as they said that the entire pack might give out at any time and they wanted to turn back from here, but I told them I was not ready to turn back yet, and should not be until we had made at least five more marches to the north. I quote from my Journal: April iSth. — What contrasts this country affords. Yesterday hell, to-day comparative heaven, yet not such heaven as most would voluntarily choose. The wind died down during the night ; this morning the position of the sun was fairly discernible. Started early and no serious trouble was experienced in crossing the lead FROM " BIG LEAD " TO 87° 6' N. LAT. 133 as I had expected. Very rough going at first through rafters and big drifts, then very decent for the re- mainder of the march. This was the first entirely calm day since leaving the big lead. Clear except for cirro strata running east and west. We crossed much one season's ice, and some only a few days old. No old fioes. Travelled ten hours. We must be close to Abruzzi's highest now. During this march the dogs were much excited at one time by the scent of something to windward, and for three or four miles struck such a pace that I found it difficult to keep ahead of them even by running, so stepped one side and let them pass. At the time I thought it might possibly be a bear and was strongly tempted to go in pursuit. Later I was very glad that I did not, as the scent noticed by the dogs was undoubtedly from a seal in an open lead. As we advanced the character of the ice improved, the floes became apparently larger and the rafters more infrequent, but the cracks and narrow leads increased and were nearly all active. These cracks were uniformly at right angles to our course, and the ice on the northern side was moving more rapidly eastward than that on the southern. Our pace was heart-breaking, particularly so as we were on scant rations. As dogs gave out, unable to keep the pace, they were fed to the others. April 20th we came into a region of open leads, trending nearly north and south, and the ice motion became more pronounced. Hurrying 134 NEAREST THE POLE on between these leads a forced march was made. Then we slept a few hours, and starting again soon after midnight, pushed on till a little before noon of the 2ist. I should have liked to leave eveiything at this camp and push on for the one march with one empty sledge and one or two companions, but I did not dare to do this owing to the condition of the ice, and was glad as we advanced that I had not attempted it. I do not know if any of my Eskimos would have remained behind. In this last spurt we crossed fourteen cracks and narrow leads, which almost without exception, were in motion. When my observations were taken and rapidly figured, they showed that we had reached 87° 6' north latitude, and had at last beaten the record, for which I thanked God with as good a grace as possible, though I felt that the mere beating of the record was but an empty bauble compared with the splendid jewel on which I had set my heart for years, and for which, on this expedition, I had almost literally been straining my life out. It is perhaps an interesting illustration of the uncer- tainty or complexity of human nature that my feelings at this time were anything but the feelings of exul- tation which it might be supposed that I should have. As a matter of fact, they were just the reverse, and my bitter disappointment combined perhaps with a certain degree of physical exhaustion from our kill- ing pace on scant rations, gave me the deepest fit of the blues that I experienced during the entire expedi- tion. FROM " BIG LEAD " TO 87° 6' N. LAT. 135 As can perhaps be imagined, I was more than anxious to keep on, but as I looked at the drawn faces of my comrades, at the skeleton figures of my few remaining dogs, at my nearly empty sledges, and remembered the drifting ice over which we had come and the un- known quantity of the "big lead" between us and the nearest land, I felt that I had cut the margin as nar- row as could reasonably be expected. I told my men we should turn back from here. My flags were flung out from the summit of the highest pinnacle near us, and a hundred feet or so beyond this I left a bottle containing a brief record and a piece of the silk flag which six years before I had carried around the northern end of Greenland. Then we started to return to our last igloo, making no camp here. FROM 87° 6' TO THE GREENLAND COAST CHAPTER VII FROM 87° 6' TO THE GREENLAND COAST FROM the time we left Storm Camp on the upward march the wind had blown with greater or less force, but without interruption, from a little south of true west. Now as we retraced our steps it blew quarter- ing in our faces, and accompanied by a fine drift of snow, cut like red-hot needles. We had already made a good day's march. Now we had to duplicate it with- out rest or food. When at last we stumbled into camp I was nearly blind from the effects of the cutting snow and wind, and completely done up with the long continued exertion The interest and excitement of the advance were gone, the reaction had come, and my feet dragged Uke lead. As a matter of fact the return journey, after the eagerness and excitement of pushing ahead is over, is always the hardest part of the work. Of the fourteen cracks and narrow leads passed in this last forced march, all but three had changed pronouncedly in the few hours elapsing be- tween our outward and return march, and two or three of them had moved to such an extent that we had some difficulty in picking up our trail on the southern side of them. Once inside the igloo and the oil stove started to make our tea, I rolled on the sleep- ing platform in agony, with my burning eyes, and let Ahngmalokto make the tea. For an hour or more 139 I40 NEAREST THE POLE I feared that the cutting wind and snow, together with the strain upon my eyes in taking the observa- tions, had given me an acute attack of snow-bUndness. but I repeatedly buried my eyes in the freezing snow until the eyelids were numb, and after a time experi- enced sufficient relief, so that my utter weariness sent me to dreamless sleep. All regrets and disappoint- ment had to yield temporarily to the imperious demand of the overworked body. At this camp we took a full sleep, the last for several days, then hurried on at top speed. Deep in my heart I still had a lingering hope, fathered of course by the wish, that Marvin might have crossed the big lead before the storm came on, might have found Storm Camp, and left provisions there for us in ac- cordance wath my instructions left at the Storm Camp igloos. I was very anxious, therefore, to keep our outward trail, as far as Storm Camp, and now that the number of my dogs had been reduced, and some of my sledges discarded, I had spare men, and selecting two of the most experienced trailers among my Eskimos, I brought them alongside of me a few hundred yards in advance of the sledges. Thus we travelled, the three of us, with our eyes fixed upon the ice ahead, noting each faintest indication of the trail. When- ever the trail was faulted by the movement of the ice, we spread out in skirmish line and veered to the right, to the southwest, until we found it again. When we came to a crack or lead too wide to jump the sledges across, one of my Eskimos started to the right at once on the run, the other to the left, and the one first find- ing a practicable crossing signalled to the sledges in FROM 87° 6' TO GREENLAND COAST 141 the rear, in the usual Eskimo way, with waving arm, and the sledges made directly for him, we crossed the lead, picked up the trail on the southern side and went on. In this way the sledges lost no time, and we were able to keep as rapid a pace on the return as on the outward march, in spite of the movement of the ice and the necessity of keeping the trail. The three of us frequently ran for considerable distances, in order to keep a sufficient space between us and the sledges to enable us to reconnoitre the leads before the sledges came up. At the end of every march we stumbled into our old igloos utterly exhausted, with eyes aflame from the wind and driving snow, but thanking God that we did not have to put ourselves to the additional effort of building igloos. As in our outward so in our return journey, scarcely for an hour did the wind cease its infernal rush and hiss and assault upon our faces. The last march into Storm Camp, which we reached God only knows how, was in the teeth of another blinding western blizzard with driving snow, through which none but an Eskimo, and a very good one at that, could have kept the trail for five minutes. Of course I found no provisions here. Our igloos were lined with frost crystals and nearly filled with drifting snow, but they were havens of refuge from the howling elements out- side, which were more than appreciated. Ootah was the happiest man in the party. Just before reaching the igloos he had spied a small fragment of pemmican, a crumb from somebody's lunch dropped off the last sledge when we started north from Storm Camp, and he had pounced upon it and swallowed it just as 142 NEAREST THE POLE if he were an Eskimo dog. At Storm Camp we were held twenty-four hours by the continuance of the gale, the ice groaning and grinding in the familiar way, then resumed our march with the number of my dogs still further reduced. From here I set a "bee line" course for the nearest part of the Greenland coast. I alone of the party knew how far we had drifted and that our salvation now lay in the direction of the Greenland coast and its musk-oxen. My Eskimos thought we were coming down on the Grant Land coast which we had left, in fact, by some strange perversion of ideas, they were all fixed in their belief that we had been drifting westward. The only reason for this was that the ice on the northern side of the "big lead" had (so they said) before I joined them at the lead, been drifting pronouncedly westward. When we reached the region where my two Eskimos had been stopped in their attempt to bring up the cache from the "big lead," I was not surprised at the expressions of amazement and almost horror with which they had returned to me. There was no open water now, but the chaos of shattered and upheaved ice which stretched away to the southward was in- describable. Through this our progress was naturally slow, but one grim and exhausting march, during which the pickaxes were constantly in use, carried us through. In the third march from Storm Camp we crossed the scar of the " big lead." By scar I mean where the edges of the " big lead " had been driven together and had frozen fast. There was no mistaking it, and I foolishly allowed myself to be encouraged by the FROM 87° 6' TO GREENLAND COAST 143 thought that this obstacle was at last behind us and no longer to be feared. I should have known better than to feel this way, for I certainly had sufficient Arctic experience to know that one should never feel encouraged at anything nor ever expect an>1:hing in these regions except the worst. On the second march south of the scar we came upon a region of huge pres- sure ridges running in every direction. It was an ominous sign, and I was not surprised a few hours later when an Eskimo whom I had sent in advance to reconnoitre a trail for the sledges, signalled to me from the summit of a pinnacle "open water." When I climbed to his side there was our friend the "big lead," a broad band of black water, perhaps half a mile in width, lying across our path and reaching east and west farther than I could see. The lead here was thirty to forty miles farther south than where we had crossed it on the upward journey, but it was the same lead. I turned east keeping an Eskimo scouting close to the lead in search of a practicable crossing while the sledges advanced parallel to the lead but at some distance from it, where the going was a little better. Once he raised our hopes by signalling that he had found it: but when the sledges came up the place was impracticable. The next day we continued eastward and found a mixture of half-congealed rubble-ice, barely sufficient to support us, spanning the lead. The sledges were hurried on to this and we were within a few yards of firm ice on the south side, when our bridge failed us, and the ice under us began to go apart. It was a rapid and uncertain but finally successful 144 NEAREST THE POLE scramble to get back. We camped on a piece of big floe bounded on one side by the steadily widening lead, and on the other three by rafters of Alpine char- acter. Here we remained, drifting steadily eastward, watching the lead slowly widen, as it had done on the upward march. On the upward march, when we were delayed at the "big lead," in the brilliant, bitter, March days, and the ice on the distant northern side appeared to my eager eyes like the promised land, I had given it the name "The Hudson." Now as we lay in this dismal camp, watching the distant southern ice be- yond which lay the world, all that was near and dear, and perhaps life itself, while on our side was only the wide-stretching ice and possibly a lingering death, there was but one appropriate name for its black waters — "the Styx." Each day the number of my dogs dwindled and sledges were broken up to cook those of the animals that we ate ourselves. But here let me say that personally I have no objection whatever to dog, if only there is enough of it. Serious Arctic work quickly brings a man to consider quantity only in connection with the food question. One day leads formed entirely around the ice on which we were, mak- ing it an island of two or three miles' diameter. Later, two Eskimo scouts whom I had sent east to reconnoitre the lead came hurrying back breath- less, with the report that a few miles from camp there was a film of young ice extending clear across the lead — now something over two miles wide — which they thought might support us on snowshoes. No FROM 87° 6' TO GREENLAND COAST 145 time was lost in hurrying to the place when it was evident to us all that now was our chance or never, and I gave the word to put on snowshoes and make the attempt. I tied mine on more carefully than I had ever done before. I think every other man did the same, for we felt that a slip or stumble would be fatal. We had already tested the ice and knew it would not support us an instant without snowshoes. When we started it was with Panikpah, lightest of of us all and most experienced, in the lead, the few remaining dogs attached to the long broad-runner sledge — the "Morris K. Jesup" — following him, and the rest of the party abreast in widely extended skir- mish line, fifty to sixty feet between each two men, some distance behind the sledge. We crossed in silence, each man busy with his thoughts and intent upon his snowshoes. Frankly I do not care for more similar experiences. Once started, we could not stop, we could not lift our snowshoes. It was a matter of con- stantly and smoothly gliding one past the other wuth utmost care and evenness of pressure, and from every man as he slid a snowshoe forv\^ard, undulations went out in every direction through the thin film incrusting the black water. The sledge was preceded and fol- lowed by a broad swell. It was the first and only time in all my Arctic work that I felt doubtful as to the outcome, but when near the middle of the lead the toe of my rear kamik as I slid forward from it broke through twice in succession, I thought to myself "this is the finish," and when a little later there was a cry from someone in the line, the words sprang from me of themselves: "God help him, which one is 146 NEAREST THE POLE it ? " but I dared not take my eyes from the steady, even gliding of my snowshoes, and the fascination of the glassy swell at the toes of them. When we stepped upon the firm ice on the southern side of the lead, the sighs of relief from the two men nearest me in the line on either side were distinctly audible. I was more than glad myself. The cry I had heard had been from one of my men whose toe, like mine, had broken through the ice. To give an illustration of the temperament of my Eskimos, the temperament which fits them so espe- cially for Arctic work, the Chief Engineer of the Roosevelt was rather a heavy man, weighing something over 235 pounds; and as we stooped untying our snow- shoes, one of my men, Ahngmalokto, turned sidewise to me and said, " Pearyaksoah, if the Chief had been with us, he would be down there now (indicating the depths below us), wouldn't he?" And Ahngmalokto was entirely right. When we stood up from unfastening our snowshoes, and looked back for a moment before turning our faces southward, a narrow black ribbon cut the frail bridge on which we had crossed, in two. The lead was widening again and we had just made it. The ice on the southern side of the lead was an awful mess, and we climbed to the top of the highest upheaved mass of it to see if we could make out any practicable route through. To and beyond the hori- zon extended such a hell of shattered ice as I had never seen before and hope never to see again, a con- glomeration of fragments from the size of paving stones to literally and without exaggeration the dome FROM 87° 6' TO GREENLAND COAST 147 of the Capitol, all rounded by the terrific grinding they had received between the jaws of the " big lead " when its edges were together and shearing past each other. It did not seem as if anything not possessing wings could negotiate it, and I turned to my men to say a few encouraging words, but caught a glint in their eyes and a setting of the jaws, such as I had noticed before when they and I had been mixed up with a roaring herd of infuriated bull walrus or facing a wounded polar bear, and I shut my mouth and said nothing, for I knew words were not necessary. During this march and the next and part of the next, we stumbled desperately southward through this frozen Hades, constantly falling and receiving num- erous uncomfortable bruises. My uncushioned stumps seemed to catch it especially, and it is no exaggeration to say that at our first camp my jaws were actually aching from the viciousness with which I had re- peatedly ground my teeth together during the march. On the next march after we emerged from the south- em edge of the zone of shattered ice, we made out the distant snow- clad summits of the Greenland moun- tains, and this improved the spirits of my men. One or two of them had said while waiting north of the lead, that they could see land clouds from one of the high pinnacles close by the lead, but I could make out nothing, and the other Eskimos were not sure of it. There could be no mistake in the matter now, and from here on the going improved. There were very few leads and these narrow and finally disappearing, there was no perceptible movement of the ice, and I rec- ognised that we were now under the shelter of Cape 148 NEAREST THE POLE Morris Jesup, and no longer in danger of drifting past it and out into the East Greenland Sea. In the next march after sighting the land, we came upon the trunk of a tree imbedded in a large floe. The part projecting from the ice was about nine or ten feet long, and the diameter at the ice level some ten or twelve inches. The wood was soft, apparently fir, and a small specimen was taken to permit of pos- sible identification later on. The land seemed bewitched and appeared every night to move away from us as far as we had advanced the day before. Slowly, however, its detail sharpened, and I headed directly for the rolling bit of shore at Cape Neumeyer, where I was positive we would find a few hare and hoped that we might find musk-oxen round in Mascart Inlet. Finally, we dragged ourselves on to the ice- foot at Cape Neumeyer and inside of an hour had four hare, and very delicious they were, even though unassisted by such frills as salt or fire. Just before reaching the land we crossed a fresh sledge trail running parallel with the land and heading east. For a moment I thought it might be a party looking for us, but an inspection of the trail showed at once that it meant trouble. There were three light dogs attached to a single sledge followed by four men walking slowly and with irregular steps. I thought it might be Marvin and his party, and as soon as we had had a few hours' sleep, I sent Ootah and Ahngodoblaho eastward on the trail to find out just what it did mean. The next day they returned with Clark and his three Eskimos. They, like us, had been FROM 87° 6' TO GREENLAND COAST 149 driven eastward, had come down upon the Greenland coast, and Clark's Eskimos like mine, possessed with the crazy idea that they had drifted westward and were coming down "the back side of Grant Land," as they expressed it, had insisted on turning east and were going directly away from the ship. My two men had found them a few miles east of our camp in what would have been their last camp. They were ex- hausted, had lived for a few days upon their spare skin boots, had with them three apologies for dogs which they were about to kill, and a little later would have come the finish. With new life given by the news that I was so near, they had summoned energy enough to walk to our camp, but they came in skull-faced and wavering in gait. Fortunately I could give them something to eat, as more hare had been killed since the two men went out. I had also sent two men, with an exhausted dog for rations, round into Mascart Inlet to look for musk-oxen, and while awaiting their return, I climbed to the highest point in the neigh- bourhood of the Cape, after sending out two other Eskimos for hare, where I could examine the going as far as Britannia and Beaumont Islands. I was very thankful to see that the edge of the bay ice was farther off than in 1900, and that the surface across the bays was smooth and level. I knew that it was likely to be more or less soft, but we had our snowshoes with us, and it is surprising what distance men with a little dogged sand in them can cover, even though half-starved and almost exhausted, when it is simply a matter of throwing one's weight forward a little and sliding one snowshoe past the other, imtil the last I50 NEAREST THE POLE minute of endurance is reached. My Mascart Inlet men came back unsuccessful, but the two hare-hunters brought in six, and this made things look somewhat brighter. As can readily be understood, however, the addition of four starving men to my party of eight half-famished ones in no way lightened my responsibili- ties. One thing was in my favour. The sledge journey along this coast in 1900 had shown me the places where the musk-oxen which must be our salvation would most likely be found, and leaving Cape Neumeyer, I led the trail past the end of Ellison Island, and thence through the channel between Britannia Island and Nares Land, in order to examine the coast from Nares Land to Cape May. ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST TO THE "ROOSEVELT" CHAPTER VIII ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST TO THE ROOSEVELT WEARILY we started westward to regain the Roosevelt and I kept an Eskimo constantly scouting the shore abreast of our line of march, looking for hare, but musk-oxen were to be our salvation and instead of setting an air-line course for the north end of Britannia Island on the route which I had followed in 1900, I determined ;to go straight for the north end of Ellison Island and thence round the southern end of Britannia Island through the passage between it and the mainland, and from there along the coast to Cape May and Cape Bryant, as I felt satisfied that on Nares Land and in the neighbourhood of Cape May we should find musk-oxen. Our first camp was just ofl the precipitous black northern point of Ellison Island. Clark and Pooblah of his party did not come in till three hours after the rest of us. They could just barely crawl along. When we left camp I started them off as soon as they had their tea, they travelled so slowly. Fine weather, clear and calm, and we headed for the south end of Britannia. Arriving at the point, which is low, I sent Panikpah across overland to look for hare. Soon after rounding the point and heading for Cape May we heard one shot. We travelled just as long as we possibly could, 153 154 NEAREST THE POLE everyone crawling along and Clark and Pooblah out of sight in the rear. The snow was about three feet deep; impracticable for a party without snowshoes, but affording good snowshoeing for a party with snow- shoes and in good condition. For us it was heavy work. We camped on the ice at the intersection of a line between Victoria Inlet and Beaumont Island, and our course. Just before stopping I heard another shot from Panikpah. We had killed a dog for supper and were cutting it up when Ootah, who was carefully examining the land with the glass, yelled — "Ooming- muksuef' (Musk-oxen.) The cry electrified us all. I jumped out of the tent and found him looking at the Nares Land shore, seized the glass, and made out seven black spots on top of the shore bluff apparently right over the ice-foot. I grabbed my mittens, tied on my snowshoes, told one man to get my carbine and cartridges, and the others to hitch the dogs to the empty sledge, and started off as I was, in my blanket shirt, having thrown off my kooletah (deerskin coat) while working over the cooker in the tent making tea. I was as foolish as the others, and only when some distance from the tent and I realised that I was running, did I come to my senses. It was too late to go back for my kooletah and the oil-stove cooker, but I did call a halt on the pace which in our excitement we were making. The musk-oxen were not less than six miles away and we, weak and footsore, on top of a day's trying march, were running in our eagerness. Yet every once in a while I found myself unconsciously hurrying. ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST 155 There were nine of us, Henson, myself and seven Eskimos. Clark and Pooblah and Panikpah had not reached camp when we started. Less than half-way- over Henson dropped out and went back. I should have been glad to, but the musk-oxen meant too much to us. I felt the safety of the party resting on me, we had scant cartridges, could not afford to waste one, and I could not trust my excited men. When within a couple of miles of the animals I began to worry. We were in plain sight of them and it seemed as if our snowshoes made a noise like thunder. Then I feared the few things of hair and bone which we called dogs would not have strength to round up our quarry. When within a mile I put two Eskimos in advance with two dogs and followed close behind with my carbine. When the gray dog saw the musk-oxen and was loosened, my fear came on again; had he strength enough to overtake them and then to dodge their horns? The shore here was a steep bank like a railway fill, with a slope of about 30 degrees and three hundred feet or more in height. The animals were just a little back of the crest of the bank. Like a thin shadow the gray dog went straight up the slope, the little black bitch following, and I saw the musk-oxen start to run, then round-up together. Then as the crest of the slope hid them from me, I saw the body of the poor bitch go into the air from the horns of the bull. Poor thing, she had been very faithful but her courage was greater than her strength, and the sharp horns had been too quick for her. 156 NEAREST THE POLE Should I be in time, or would the bull send the gray dog after the bitch, and then put miles of snow and rocks between us and his shaggy harem before they stopped ? I went up tne slope as rapidly as possible but there was no hurry in me, my heart was pounding till the crest of the slope above me danced like the Northern Lights, and mouth and nostrils together could not feed air to me half fast enough. The two Eskimos who had the dogs were just ahead of me, Ahngmal- okto beside me, and the other four lying on the ice- foot getting their breath. Mounting the crest I saw the musk-oxen in the usual stellar group of shaggy forms, white horns and gleaming eyes; the body of the bitch lying a short distance away, and the gray dog worrying the bull and dodging his vicious charges. Poor beggar, his weak legs bent beneath him, he stumbled repeatedly in trying to avoid the charges of the bull, and the heaving of his gaunt sides was painful to see, but the blood lust shone in his eyes, the wolf heart of his fathers kept him to his work, and every time the bull swung back to the herd, he returned to the attack. "Hold them for a moment or two longer, brave gray, till I get my breath, then both of us will eat our fill." I kicked off my snow-shoes and sat down upon them for a moment to pull myself together. In that moment there passed before me all the weary days since we went on scant rations; the grim daily grind; the dismal waiting at the Styx for a chance to regain the world; the heart-breaking work through the shattered ice; the infernal groaning and crashing of the floes; AS THEY ROUNDED UP ^satm^:A)^^ '^S»4»ti AFTER THE Kll.l JM, THE HERD OF MUSK-OXEN, NARES LAND ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST 159 the ever-present nightmare of more open water; the incessant gnawing under the belt; the bruised and aching feet; the burning eyes and face; the growing weakness; the tantahsing mouthfuls of hare since we reached the land, and always this hope and picture before me, waking or sleeping — a herd of musk-oxen that should once more permit us to eat our fill. Here it was, now to business. I dropped my mittens, threw a cartridge into the barrel of my carbine, and advanced toward the herd. Faithful Ahngmalokto cried out — "Don't go so near, Peary," but this puny herd of musk-oxen was a trifle compared with the lead whose black embrace we had all faced, and I stepped between the gray dog and the bull. Crack! a tiny tuft of hair flew out from just back of the bull's fore- shoulder and he had something beside the gray dog to think of, though he did not go down. My bullet had missed his heart and gone through his lungs. Crack! the other bull made a jump forward, stopped, staggered a step or two backward, then lurched over on his side. My aim was better. Crack! Crack! the two old cows followed suit. Crack! the younger cow went the same way. The two yearlings were standing side by side close together, rigid with fright. Two or three steps to one side brought their fore shoul- ders in line; crack! the one bullet went through both their hearts and "pinged" on a rock beyond, as one fell on the other. I was one cartridge to the good and this I gave to the big bull as an act of mercy to put him out of his misery, standing there with braced feet, and blood-clogged nostrils, struggling for breath. I could not help thinking, as he went down, that it was a i6o NEAREST THE POLE shame to enter their quiet lives in this murderous way. But their hves had been peaceful and their end was quick, while we had walked through the outskirts of hell, and had been dying by inches, and anyway what would it matter to any of us a hundred years from now — their bones bleaching here on these Arctic slopes, mine — where? I had been through this same thing eleven years before, but such experiences do not increase a man's elasticity. I threw myself down on the body of the bull as being less cold and hard than the snow, and heard the shouts of my Eskimos as they rushed at the carcasses; then the clicking of the knives and smacking of lips. Then the cold compelled me to pull myself together. Wet with perspiration next the skin and coated with frost outside, I knew the unpleasant hours before me and eating a few mouthfuls of raw meat, hastened to roll myself in one of the skins in the effort to get warm. It was no use. Wet as I was and weak and tired, the green skin seemed to be no protection against the biting wind, and for the next twelve hours I shivered and ached in my blanket shirt while the Eskimos and dogs ate till they were near bursting. Then the tent, the little remaining camp gear, and the remainder of the party were brought up. Perhaps an hour before they arrived the wind came sweeping across the land with still greater force, increasing my discomfort, and I was more than glad to be able to crawl into the tent, where the night (owing to the wind), seemed the coldest of the entire trip. This herd of musk-oxen comprised one largo bull, one smaller bull with slightly deformed horns, two ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST i6i adult cows, one with a calf a few days old; the other ready to calve in a day or two, one small cow, and two yearlings, one male and one female. All the animals were very thin, looking almost like skeletons when their skins w^ere removed, but their paunches were full, and their coats in good condition, not at all ragged as were those of the Independence Bay musk-oxen at the same time of the year in 1892 and 1895. The animals were also smaller and the patch on the back perceptibly whiter than the Grant Land musk-oxen. The tent was pitched as soon as it came up, then a circular wind-guard was built of snow blocks, the meat and bones dragged close to it, the skins spread inside, a tiny fire started with some willow twigs gathered in the vicinity, and helped out by pieces of a sledge, then my Eskimos sat themselves round and with occasional brief winks of sleep ate continuously for nearly two days and nights. I did my share too, and at the end of the time the pile of cleaned bones about the shelter was almost beyond belief. When I use the word cleaned I use it in its fullest sense. When a hungry Eskimo leaves a bone a fly could not find a mouthful about it. The meat has been gnawed off, the periosteum stripped off with the teeth like the bark from a twig, the bone split, the marrow removed, and the cavity sucked and licked till it is dry. Our first march from the musk-oxen carried us abreast 01 Stephenson Island and was a particularly dragging one. The debilitating effect of our very generous diet of meat, much of which was eaten raw, did not show itself so much while we were i62 NEAREST THE POLE quiescent in camp, but was very pronounced when we undertook to travel. I imagined at least that I felt weaker than at any time during the return, but my head was much more active, and I cheated the time awa}^ as I tramped mechanically in an air-line toward Cape May setting the trail for the rest of the party to follow, by plans for my western trip to be undertaken after we got back to the Roosevelt, and even went beyond the bounds of the present expedition and lifted myself out of the weary drag of our present surroundings by thoughts of home matters. The next march brought us to Cape May, where we found numbers of hare tracks but did not secure any of the animals. A few willow twigs obtained here enabled us to cook some of the pieces of remaining meat. I had hoped on the next march to reach Cape Bryant and so be in a position to scout the neighbouring coun- try for the musk-oxen which I felt sure we should find in the region from Cape Bryant to Repulse Harbour. Our strength, however, was not equal to the entire width of Sherard Osbom and St. George's fiords at one pull, and we camped on the ice some four or five miles east of Cape Bryant. At this camp we finished the last of the musk-ox meat. Feeling sure that we should find musk-oxen in the rolling country from Cape Bryant westward I had made no attempt to restrain my men, and both during the march and while in camp they were eating continuously when not asleep. From this camp the entire shore from Cape Bryant into St. George's Fiord was very carefully examined with the spy glass for musk-oxen or their tracks, but without success. ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST 163 In the next march we proceeded to Cape Bryant where we came upon sledge-tracks several days old coming in from the north. An examination of these tracks developed the fact that there were two sledges and that the party with them had proceeded to a considerable eminence south and east of Cape Bryant evidently for the purpose of reconnoitring and then having obtained their bearings had taken the ice-foot around Cape Bryant and proceeded southwestward along the coast. I felt there could be no doubt but that this was Marvin's party, but there were no indica- tions in the trail to show that that they were in serious straits. This general scattering of my supporting parties, however, gave me a great deal of uneasiness as to Ryan and his party, and whether they had reached some of the other parties before the storm came on. The parties of the Captain and the Doctor being nearer land than the others, would, I felt sure, have been more out of the sweep of the drift than the others, and would probably have no serious difficulty in regaining the Grant Land coast. At Cape Bryant I started two Eskimos with carbine and cartridges overland to travel about parallel with the shore and a few miles from it, in order to detect any traces of musk-oxen in the region. They had instructions to return to the shore a little east of Hand Bay at a place which I designated as being where we would camp for the night. Following the ice-foot w^e passed the cache of musk-ox meat which my support- ing party Ootah and Pooblah, returning from Britannia Island in the spring of 1 900, had obtained and left for me. 1 64 NEAREST THE POLE The two hunters joined us at the place designated for camp, and reported seeing no recent traces of musk- oxen. They had seen two hare but these were too wild for them to obtain a shot. So sure did I feel that there must be musk-oxen somewhere in the region Bbout Hand and Frankford Bays that after we had had our tea I started two other men off with rifles, cartridges, matches, and a little oil, and an empty oil- tin for melting water, to work round the heads of these bays and join us at a place just east of the Black Horn cliffs some time during our stay there at the end of the next march. This gave them about twenty- four hours. Our stay at this camp and our march from here to the eastern end of the Black Horn cliffs was rendered disagreeable by a bitter and penetrating gale from the west accompanied by snow. The men rejoined us at this camp having been entirely un- successful, and feeling much disheartened that they had not even seen traces of musk-oxen, so we all went back to our diet of dog. I could not understand the present absence of musk-oxen in this region as it is a very considerable area connecting with the rolling country in the neighbourhood of St. George's and Sherard Osborn fiords, and the seven musk-oxen which we killed here in 1900 certainly could not have been the only animals in the locality. The only pos- sible explanation seemed to be that the animals might just at this time be way in at the heads of the fiords. From a point of vantage well up the bluffs there was no indication of open water in front of the Black Horn cliffs as there had been both going and coming in 1900, and on leaving this camp we negotiated this difficult ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST 165 and treacherous part of the journey along the north- west coast of Greenland, without serious difficulty. We found no water, the pack ice in front of the cliffs was fairly decent, and the ice-foot extending up to the cliffs on both sides was passable. Two men sent overland back of the cliffs from the camp to the east, rejoined us on the west side of the cliffs. They had secured one hare which they ate in accordance with my instructions. We saw where they had killed two ptarmigan near the ice-foot and had eaten them raw all except the feathers, not even throw- ing away the feet or intestines. When they rejoined us Ootah was still carrying and greedily sucking the well-cleaned skin of the hare. Our camp at the end of this march was at Repulse Harbour. All the way from the western end of the cliffs to the harbour we faced a strong and bitter wind and drift. We were now where Beaumont wrote and left his magnificent record of human endurance and courage ending with "God help us." We were not as bad off as he and his party. We could all of us walk yet and I believed would all be able to walk to the ship, but it was essen- tial that we get across the channel at once. We were getting weaker every day. From the bluffs back of our camp after we had had our tea we could make out the Roosevelt lying at Sher- idan, and my men were very much encouraged at the sight. It was a gratifying sight to me as well, for while I had not allowed myself to worry or lose sleep thinking about what might happen to the ship dur- ing our absence, I had of course, been fully aware that the storm which sent us so far to the eastward, might i66 NEAREST THE POLE have caused such motion in the ice at Sheridan as to heave the Roosevelt up high and dry on the ice-foot, and in our present condition the idea of tramping all those weary miles which I knew so well between Cape Sheridan and our cache at Bache Peninsula did not appear at all attractive. As far as we could make out with the glasses, however, the ship appeared to be just as we left her. At this camp we cached everything but instruments and records to be brought in later, and headed across Robeson Channel for a point a little north of Cape Union, the only direction in which our reconnaissance with the glass from the top of the cliffs showed the ice to be practicable. We passed a blinding day at our camp under the lee of a big ice hummock in the Chan- nel, several miles off the Grant Land coast. Everyone was completely used up with the unwonted exertion of stumbling over the rough ice after our recent marches upon the nearly dead level snow surface along the Greenland coast. Clark did not come in until very late. Pooblah, the lame Eskimo, did not come in at all. I was partially snow-blind. I had hoped after a few hours' sleep and rest here to push right on to the ship, but what with hunger and fatigue no one seemed able to sleep, and finally I told the men they could kill another dog. They hesitated at first saying they thought that we and the three remaining dogs would be able to walk to the ship without an3rthing more to eat, but finally their hunger became too great and another poor crawling skeleton was killed and de- voured. After the feed Ootah and another suggested going in to the ship to send someone out with food ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST 167 for us but I vetoed the idea at once. I had always hitherto been able to get back from my trips without assistance, and intended to do so now. Three hours of the next march put us on the ice- foot north of Cape Union and as we stepped upon it Ootah exclaimed " Tiger ahshua keesha, koyonni! " (freely translated, "We have arrived at last, thank God!") Ahngodoblaho who was very lame remained behind in the camp, and Clark, who was making rather heavy weather of it, fell rapidly behind from the very first, but I told him to work along as best he could and take it easy, that as soon as I reached the ship I should send someone back to him with something to eat. I think I never shall forget the march from there to the Roosevelt. At risk of being regarded as imaginative I may say that it actually seemed to us as if we had arrived in God's country once more. It was a perfect night, clear and calm, the sunlight softly brilliant and the rich warm colours of the cliffs offering to our eyes a very decided contrast to the savage pinnacles of the sea ice and the snow-covered Greenland coast. From where we landed the hard level ice-foot presented the best of walking, and we made good time to Cape Rawson. As we rounded it the slender spars of the Roosevelt looked very, very beautiful in the yel- low midnight May sunlight. Long before we reached the ship some of the Eskimos in the shore settlement spied us, I saw them scurrying across the ice-foot to the ship, and a few moments later several figures came out from the ship to meet us. Arrived on board I immediately sent two Eskimos and teams back with food and stimulants to bring in 1 68 NEAREST THE POLE the three stragglers. I learned that Marvin and Ryan and some Eskimos had left for the Greenland coast in search of Clark, and that Captain Bartlett and Dr. Wolf were still pegging away at the work north of Hecla. I sent a messenger to recall Marvin, and another with a letter to Hecla to reach Captain Bartlett as soon as he arrived. Then to my room where I quickly ripped my rank fur clothing from myself, and threw it out on the quarter-deck; then to my bath. After that, my dinner, a real dinner with real food such as civilised men eat; and then to my blankets and to sleep, un- mindful of the morrow. I quote from my Journal of the next day: What a delicious thing rest is. With Jo's picture on the wall above my head, with my face buried in Ahnighito's pillow of Eagle Island fir needles, and its exquisitely delicious fragrance in my nostrils, I for the moment echo from the bottom of my heart Ootah's remark, " I have got back again, thank God! " Yet I know that a little later I shall feel that I might have done more and yet got back, and yet again still deeper down I know that we went to the very limit and that had we not got across the "big lead," when we did, we should not have returned. Since reaching the ship I have had an aversion to pencil and paper, and have only cared to lie and think and plan. To think after all the preparation, the experience, the effort, the strain, the chances taken, and the wearing of myself and party to the last inch, what a little journey it is on the map and how far short ALONG THE GREENLAND COAST 169 of my hopes it fell. To think that I have failed once more; that I shall never have a chance to win again. Then to put this useless repining aside, and plan for my western trip, and when I have done my duty by this, to plan for mine and Eagle Island. WESTWARD OVER THE GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND CHAPTER IX WESTWARD OVER THE GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND THE weather for the week following our return to the ship was of the most disagreeable character, beginning within twenty-four hours of our arrival, with a violent southerly gale which swept up the channel with great fury, and was followed by continuous thick weather, with a pronounced rise in temperature, fre- quent winds and snow. I congratulated myself every day that we got in just in time. The gale combined with the prolonged thick weather and the invariable drop in the physical barometer accompanying such rises of temperature, might in our condition have proved the last straw. I called my Eskimos together and told them they had done good work, and now they could rest till the ship started for home, and could either stay about the ship, or go in to Lake Hazen, or to Fort Conger with their families. For myself and the others there was still work of value to be accomplished in the weeks remaining before the Roosevelt would be free, and the programme of this work shaped itself. Captain Bartlett would take lines of soundings across Robeson Channel, Marvin would run a line of soundings as far north from Hecla as practicable. The Doctor would utilise the time collecting specimens 173 174 NEAREST THE POLE and in making a trip to Conger and I would go west and endeavour to fill in the unknown gap in the Grant Land Coast, between Aldrich's and Sverdrup's "farthest." There were just dogs enough for this programme. Forty odd out of 120 had survived the spring campaign. The change to the ship was so great after our months of roughing it, that I found it impossible to sleep more than a few hours at a time, and I had some trouble in controlling my appetite, but compromised by eating frequently and lightly. My feet and legs swelled in a way that might have troubled a novice, but having been through it all before, I did not give myself any worry. Henson, and particularly Clark, were a good deal disturbed by theirs. The preparation for the western trip gave me little trouble. I had worked out the complete list of sup- plies, equipment, etc., while tramping mechanically along the Greenland coast, and had jotted the items down while in camp, so now I had simply to give my instruc- tions for such and such things to be made and assembled. I left the Roosevelt about noon of June 2d with Marvin, Murphy the 'Bo'sun,' Koolootingwah, Egingwah, Oob- looyah, Tungwee, "Teddy," and Koodlooktoo, with six sledges and thirty-nine dogs. The weather was thick, warm and oppressive, and we were four and one- half hours working through soft snow, four to six inches deep, to Williams Island in Black Cliffs Bay. Here the Primus stoves, which I took on this trip as an experiment, refused to burn, and I sent Koodlooktoo back to the ship for others. EGIXGWAH AND THE MORRIS K. JESUP SLEDGE .MY E-XTIRE WESTERN PARTY ON THE ROAD TO CAPE COLUMBIA GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 177 My new tent was only partially dry from its recent waterproofing, and was still sticky and ill smelling, and soiled hands and clothing, and everything that came in contact with it. I was stiff, sore, short of wind and my feet and legs swollen. Altogether it was rather a disagreeable "first night." Koodlooktoo returned about 3 o'clock in the morning and we got away soon after. During our stay at this camp it was cloudy and foggy but this gradually cleared away as we marched and the sun got higher. Near Cape Creswell we met the Captain and I took one of his men and his best dogs. He told me he was intending to go back out on the trail again, if he had not received my lett-er. After a short stop, he continued on to the ship, and I kept on my way for six and one-half hours through soft snow, one foot to two feet thick, to the ice-foot west of View Point. I intentionally made this a short march in order to get round to night marches. A brilliant day and evening. We left this camp soon after midnight and reached Cape Hecla in six and one-half hours across Fielden Peninsula. The snow was hard at first, then very deep. A brilliant night. This made seventeen and one- half marching hours from Cape Sheridan to Cape Hecla. I quote from my Journal: Point Moss, June $th. — What with overhauling the sounding apparatus, seeing that Marvin's outfit and supplies w^re complete, writing his instructions, select- ing the things to go back to the ship from the cache at 178 NEAREST THE POLE Hecla, and those to take with me to supplement the Point Moss cache, sending instructions to the Captain, and invoicing and putting in order what was to remain at Hecla, I got but an hour's sleep there. Marvin got away about 10:30 p.m., the two boys, Koodlooktoo and Itookashoo, going with him to take part of my loads out on to the level bay- ice west of Hecla. When they returned I fitted them out with their loads for the ship, moved everything from the ice- foot well up the rock talus of the Cape, started them off and then got away with my party about an hour after midnight. Finest of weather all the time, clear and calm. There is more snow now than in March. It is firm enough to support the dogs, but the sledges sink much of the time, and a man needs snow shoes continually. Three months to a day since I left Hecla the last time. It seems an age. Twenty years ago to-day I crossed the Arctic Circle for the first time. We came on to Point Moss in five and one-half hours. The entire depth of Clements Markham Inlet visible. Distinctive names for the prominent mountains lying east and west south of the Inlet, would be Streaked, Camel, Saddle, Twin. Here at Point Moss I have had eight hours' good sleep, and for the first time in a long time have leisure after breakfast to let my breakfast settle a little before hurrying off. With no vital necessity for hurry, and with nothing to look out for but my own small party, this is very agreeable. I shall finally arrange my loads here, and when we make our next camp beyond LIVE BULL MUSK-OX AT CLOSE QUARTERS— CAPE COLUMBL\ GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND i8i here, I hope to feel that I am really straightened out for my trip. Our next camp west of Point Moss was off Challenger Point. The march was made in fine weather and we encountered for the first time, what later became a constant and striking feature of the glacial fringe, the long, prairie-like swells of its surface. My wind was improving, the swelling in my legs going down and I felt that I was getting in shape again. As we came along, we kept a sharp look-out on the shore with the glasses for musk-oxen, but did not see any. Just before turning in, a dark spot under Columbia ahead of us had every appearance of being a musk-ox asleep. The snow at this camp was three feet deep. We left the camp off Challenger Point at ten at night and headed straight for the point of Cape Colum- bia, studying the shore very carefully with the glasses. At last our dark object of the day before was located again, a musk-ox feeding on a little plateau, and I went away at once with Koolootingwah and two dogs and secured the animal with one shot, after taking a number of photos at short range. From the elevation where he was, open water could be seen extending all along the edge of the ice-foot. The swells which we traversed coming from Point Moss, showed up beautifully from here as parallel swells fol- lowing the main contour of the shore. When the two men came up with the sledges I found that they had utilised their time while waiting, in locating four more musk-oxen farther inland. Examined from our elevation with the glass, we saw that there were six. We went away after these, 1 82 NEAREST THE POLE and I secured five (one bull, two cows, one two-year- old heifer, and a two-year-old bull) with five shots. One bull had separated from the rest before we arrived, and I did not go after him. These cows had whiter backs than the bulls, and a pronounced white spot between the horns. We skinned the animals, cut them up, fed the dogs on the refuse, and brought the meat and skins out to where I had killed the single bull. Then we had a grand feed. Numerous hare, sandpipers, snow-buntings, and blue- bottle flies, also several caterpillars were seen here. We camped on the bare dry gravel near the musk-ox and found it a great relief from the blinding glare of the ice. Plenty of water nearby. Again I quote from my Journal: Cape Nares, June Sth. —To-day has seen the accom- plishment of what I planned last fall, almost as soon as the Roosevelt reached Cape Sheridan : the building of a cairn, the display of the Stars and Stripes and the placing of my record and a piece of the flag, on the summit of Cape Columbia, the northern extremity of North America. Caching the meat and getting the musk-ox skins stretched to dry in the sun took some time, and we did not get under way till 10:30 p. m. of the 7th, the fine weather continuing, though a fresh breeze from the west, heavy clouds over the land to the southwest and a bank of clouds to the north threatened a change. At 12:30 this morning, I stopped the sledges at the foot of the northern twin peak of Columbia, and began the ascent with two Eskimos, leaving one to look after the dogs. GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 183 The peak is a steep conical pile of loose stones, and though only 1,800 feet high, it took us two hoiirs to make the ascent. I am very much below par, even more than I thought, no wind and no strength. Obliged to stop every little way and rest. Arrived at the top we built a cairn about five feet high and four to five feet in diameter, with an ash pole in the centre, hoisted my flag, took some photos, placed a record and piece of the flag in a tin inside the cairn, then made the descent down a steep snow bank, plunging rapidly and making fast time, though at the expense of my stumps. The weather was now growing more threatening, and two or three times banks of fog had momentarily enveloped us. We started west again and came on to Cape Nares where we camped on a patch of bare gravel near two conical mounds (similar to those on the ice-cap of Greenland) a few hundred yards out from the base of the cliffs. We found abundant water close by. The wind was now increasing, the sky entirely overcast and there was every indication of a storm. Before midnight the wind was blowing, the snow driving in horizontal lines against the tent, which was flapping and complaining loudly. This has continued ever since but appears to be moderating now. About 3 A, M. of the 9th the weather moderated, but I did not care to start then and get into day-travelling again, so I sent Ooblooyah and Egingwah back to Cape Columbia to feed the dogs and bring the rest of the bull musk-ox meat up. i84 NEAREST THE POLE We slept almost continually while here and so made up for lost time. To me it was particularly acceptable. Since my return to the ship, I slept very irregularly and not a great deal, owing to the change from snow- house and tent, to the ship; and since starting on this trip, what with getting things arranged at Cape Hecla and Point Moss, and then killing the musk-oxen, and the Eskimos running in and out all the time, eating, and drying their clothing, I had slept very little. Here with their stomachs full, and no chance to putter with their clothes, they have stayed in the tent and slept. The wind and snow have also made the temperature of the tent low enough for comfortable sleeping. My two men came back from Columbia at noon, the dogs were fed all they could eat, we ourselves had a generous feed of musk-ox and tea, then turned in, the indications being that the dirty weather was nearly at an end, and that by night we should have it fine again. At 7 p. M. I woke to find it snowing and blowing again. I made coffee and we hitched up and came on to Ward Hunt Island in a driving northerly snowstorm, through some six inches of soft snow on top of the old snow and constantly increasing in depth. Owing to my disinclination to exert myself in going ahead on snowshoes to set the course, it was impos- sible to drive the dogs straight, and we came outside the island instead of inside. Soon after camping it began to clear, and during the day while we slept, the sun shone bright and warm GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 185 though the land was covered with clouds and fog, and only the nearer portions visible. After this we had a fine travelling night, clear, cool and calm, and came on to "Rainbow Hill," Cape Alexandra, in eight hours. The new light snow made fine snowshoeing, but was very heavy for the dogs and sledges; and this heaviness was accentuated in the series of rolling swells which are a feature of this pecu- liar ice-foot (?) along here. These swells are on a large scale, and reminded me very strongly of portions of the ice-cap of Greenland. If they are not huge drifts, I do not know how to account for them. Off Ward Hunt Island and especially the western end, they are particularly marked, and here they blend into drifts formed in the lee of the island. We camped at Cape Alexandra on a patch of bare, dry gravel near what seemed to be the site of a river. As the tent was set up, two brant flew over. A fine supper here of musk-ox steak, bacon, tea and biscuits, after which I sent two men up the valley to look for musk-ox, deer and hare. During this march a man without snowshoes would go in about knee deep. My two men returned before noon with three hare, all small and with very long ears. It occurred to me this might be a new species or variety. The head of one was turning brown. One female contained five young, ready for delivery. My men saw twelve hare in all. They also saw the tracks of a large bull musk-ox, made before the recent snowfall, going east, and the antlers of a deer. A fine, warm, sunny day enabled us to dry out our clothing and gear, all wet from the recent snowfall. 1 86 NEAREST THE POLE Up to this time, I had not encroached upon the store of pemmican with which I left Point Moss, the captain's small cache of four cans just making the one feed which I gave the dogs off Challenger Point, and the rest of their feeds having been from the Columbia musk-ox. When we turned out at Cape Alexandra we had rabbit stew for breakfast. From Cape Alexandra we went on in eight and one- quarter hours, to McClintock Bay, the going heavy through the recently fallen snow, and everyone wearing snowshoes as usual. We attempted to cut across over the foreshore from Cape Alexandra to Cape Dis- covery, but found the grade too heavy, and the snow still deeper; and as I did not feel like breaking the trail ahead on snowshoes, we descended again, and went round it. We camped about in the middle of McClintock Bay, which looked very little as it appears on the chart. The eastern arm is a large deep inlet, running in about west to south (magnetic), and the middle western arm bends more to the west than shown. Cape Discovery is a bold mass, with a small glacier between the two arms of the bay, and there is appar- ently a large glacier ahead, for the point of which we are travelling. This entire bay with its ramifica- tions is a black-walled indentation, its shores nearly continuous cliffs, except at the head of the middle arm, and apparently at the head of the eastern arm. Any party traversing this coast and having the time, would do well to examine these two places, and if in need of meat should certainly do so as they will be likely to find musk-ox there. The night while we marched was raw, a fresh easterly wind blowing, and GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 187 everything obscured by fog and clouds until about 4 A. M. when it cleared and gave us brilliant sunlight. It looked now as if the last of the recent storm had disappeared, but one can never tell up here. Our camp here was nearer to the sea ice (the edge of which was distinctly visible) than any since leaving Cape Hecla. I was still inclined to think that the peculiar ice and snow formations along this coast owe their existence to the wind. At the camp off McClintock Bay a clear brilliant day with light easterly breeze, and late in the afternoon strata of fog forming and hiding the tops of the land, was followed by a foggy night for travelling, but better so than bright sun. We marched in deep snow until the increased density of the fog made it impossible to see where we were going, then camped off the Glacier at Cape Fanshawe Martin. Our short marches, abundant food, and my special care of myself have put me in better condition than when I left the ship; the swelling of my feet and legs has apparently ceased, and in this march I took my regular turn at breaking the trail ahead of the sledges with snowshoes. An eight-hour march and four of us gave each two hours, in one-hour spells. A sandpiper flew over our camp, and during the march a skua gull and six brant flew over us. Just before reaching this camp, we saw a hare on the bluff, and Koolootingwah went in and got two. He reports last summer's musk-ox tracks. The middle point in McClintock Bay is apparently i88 NEAREST THE POLE an island, and the so-called "spits" from McClintock Bay on, are true glaciers. The formation this side of Cape Alexandra is prob- ably the same. In this camp we were at the west coast "corner" as it were, this Cape Fanshawe Martin being in the same latitude as Hecla, and the cape next ahead of us the same latitude as Joseph Henry, then the coast trends more rapidly to the south. I felt that from here I ought to make Aldrich's "Farthest" in four more marches, possibly in three. From Cape Fanshawe Martin the snow was deeper than ever, and this combined with fog and snow squalls, made the march not particularly pleasant. We came along fairly well, however, and with any luck at all, I felt that we should make Aldrich's "Farthest" in two more comfortable marches. I did much more than my share of breaking a trail on this march, owing to the fact that my Eskimos could not keep a straight course in the fog. The glacier which we fol- lowed along, had a pronounced tidal crack delimiting its front, and outside of this the ice was pushed up in a great rounded ridge, a terminal moraine of ice in fact. It looked very much as if getting on to a coast with a different exposure (west instead of north) was going to result in quite different general characteristics. We were now in Yelverton Bay, the last great in- dentation crossed by Aldrich, and the snow about our camp was so deep and heavy, that I decided to go straight out to the edge of* the ice-foot, and follow it. This promised several advantages — first, better going as the snow is almost always deeper in the bays than GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 189 outside, and the tidal overflow at the edge gives patches of good going. Second, we would have something to follow in dense fog. Third, there was the chance of coming upon a bear, and fourth, the certainty of finding water, which would economise our fuel. After travelling some four hours about due west, and not reaching the ice-foot, I got a little irritated and made up my mind to go to it no matter how far out it was. We were all night (8^ hours) reaching it, and then found it no true ice-foot, only an irregular line between the ice of the bay and the broken ice outside, with no tidal joint whatever. A few hundred yards out was a lead of open water, and a sounding in this gave no bottom at 155 fathoms. Two hours from camp we opened up past Cape Albert Edward, what at first appeared to be an island, but later showed as distant connected land, and, might, I thought, be the northern part of Jesup Land. In any event whether that or a continuation of the Grant Land coast, I was now looking into the unknown. This Yelverton Bay is full of glaciers, and one pre- sents the usual characteristics of the Whale Sound glaciers (vertical face and crevasses). The glacial fringe here has a distinct glacier char- acteristic in that its surface is undulating, and there is a gradual descent in going away from the land. A sandpiper flew over in this march and a seal was seen while we were making the sounding. The night, while we marched, was clear, calm and warm, a striking contrast to previous ones. I broke the trail for five and one-half hours, and on I90 NEAREST THE POLE arriving at camp felt the effects of it. I was still decidedly below par. June 1 6th we were off Aldrich's "Farthest." It had been alternately sunny and foggy while we slept, and at the ice-foot settling down to cloudy with fre- quent fog banks during our march. From our camp at the ice-foot I set a eourse direct for the point beyond Cape Alfred Ernest, and marched for eight and one-quarter hours. The edge of the ice was still visible, but it was because we were up above sea-level on the undulating surface of the glacial fringe. There was water all along the edge of the ice-foot and out to the westward apparently a large area of it. A sandpiper flew over as we were breaking camp. A day's march beyond Aldrich's "Farthest," and what I saw before me in all its splendid, sunlit savage- ness was mine, mine by the right of discovery, to be credited to me, and associated with my name, genera- tions after I have ceased to be. While we were in camp at the "Farthest, " it cleared completely, and when we turned out, there was not a cloud nor bit of fog visible anywhere. The distant land which I had thought to be the north point of Jesup Land, showed now in the clear atmos- phere to be an extension of the Grant Land coast appearing over a long glacier. I changed our course for this most distant point and kept this course all day. After marching four hours I made out from one of the ice swells, land still farther to the right (west). This land I saw during the march the night before, when coming out to the edge of the ice, but my Eskimos GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 191 thought it was only the sun shining on large pieces of ice and as it seemed to change its shape, I was inclined after a time to agree with them. There was no question now as to its being land, and I thought it must surely be Jesup Land this time. The going was very heavy throughout the march, and getting worse, the snow deeper than ever. There had been no strong wind in this region since we left the ship at least, for the recent falls of snow lay just as they fell. The surface of the glacial fringe during this march was intersected with narrow water cracks which seemed to delimit the larger swells, and I observed some hummocks and true crevasses. Between us and the distant cape which was our objective point another long fiat glacier snout could be seen pushing far out. Two smaller glaciers abreast of our camp showed all the true glacier characteristics of seracs, crevasses, and vertical faces. I quote from my Journal: June 1 8 //t.— Fifteen paced miles in eight hours and forty-five minutes, including fifty minutes stops for angles. My own speed of three miles per hour (one- half mile in ten minutes), then a five minute wait for the dogs, just made things even. My brain is numb with the incessant 'one, two, three ' of counting my paces all day long. The travelling continuously very heavy. I have paced the entire fifteen miles, and the men (on snow- shoes as usual) have walked beside their sledges. 192 NEAREST THE POLE Without snowshoes we should not have made over half the distance, perhaps not more than five miles. One dog played out and dragged into camp behind the sledge, three others next door to it. We are now abreast of what looks as if it might be a musk-ox country and I must go in and reconnoitre it as soon as we have had some sleep and the weather permits. I cannot give the dogs more than the allowance of pemmican, and that is not enough for them in this heavy going. The first half of the march was clear, following a brilliant day in camp, then clouds and fog gathered with a wind directly in our faces, and the latter part of the march was decidedly bleak and cold, in striking contrast to the previous one, when I travelled com- fortably in my blanket shirt. Almost by the time the tent was pitched, it was snowing, and is now snowing and blowing heavily from the southwest (true). The course to-day has been for the most distant cape, and using this line as a long base, I have fixed points of the coast b}^ intersections. It is rather aggravating that the day on which I begin my running survey, should be worse than pre- vious ones, but that is the Arctic way. In to-day's march we passed the mouth of a black precipitous-walled bay, some eight to ten miles wide- at its mouth, with apparently several interior ramifica- tions. Mine! WESTWARD OVER THE GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND (Continued) CHAPTER X WESTWARD OVER THE GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND (CONTINUED) IT BLEW and snowed all day of the i8th, and for several hours of the 19th. Then the snow ceased, but the wind continued with increased force, keeping up a blinding cloud of drift. We broke camp, leaving all but two days' rations, and our tent and gear, and went in to the land about six miles distant. The march, short as it was, was as disagreeable as I had experienced for a long time, the bitter wind finding every opening in our clothing and filling it with snow, which then melted, so that when we reached the land, we were all thoroughly wet. Close to the land we got out of the drift, but did not escape the wind. I was the first to set foot on the "new land," a level patch of fine dark earth and gravel, and was greeted by numbers of purple Arctic flowers, and a few steps showed patches of grass, and moss, and old tracks and droppings of reindeer and hare. A few minutes later a skua gull flew over, and while the tent was being set up, a brant. The tent completed, I filled Egingwah and Ooblooyah with coffee, and started them to reconnoitre the ad- jacent country thoroughly. They were gone about five hours, one going southeast, and the other southwest. 195 196 NEAREST THE POLE Ooblooyah returned with two hare and reported seeing two others, also old musk-ox tracks. Egingwah saw one hare. One of the hare went into the pot immediately, then we turned in, to turn out again at midnight and finish the other. Koolootingwah and Ooblooyah were then sent with two sledges and all the dogs except three played-out ones, to reconnoitre a valley up the bay, for the musk- oxen which were our crying need now. Egingwah at the same time started out for hare again. All this time it was thick and blowing with frequent snow squalls, keeping everything wet. Egingwah returned after several hours with two hare, all that he had seen. While he was skinning these, a flock of eleven brant flew over and settled in a bit of water not far away, where he secured one of them. A little later a burgomaster gull was seen. The "O-o-o-he, 0-o-o-he" of the purple sandpiper was constantly in our ears. The blue flies so abundant at Columbia seemed to be entirely absent here. At lo p. M. my other two men returned unsuccessful. They reported the valley an attractive one, with a lake which they thought contained salmon, and show- ing plenty of grass, moss, and willow. They found old tracks, droppings and antlers of deer, but nothing recent, and no traces of musk- oxen. Numbers of hare and ptarmigan were seen, and six of the former and one of the latter secured. Also a number of brant. The wind had ceased now, and the sun was trying THE ALPIXE SUMMIT OF CAPE COLGATE CAPE THOIVLAS HUBBARD Northern extremity of Jesup Land (Heiberger Land of Sverdrup) CAPE COLGATE Northwestern angle of Grant Land GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 199 to shine, but it remained very thick with a constant drizzle of wet snow. I was much disappointed at the failure to secure game here, particularly when combined with the enforced delay by stormy weather. I could to a certain extent counteract this, and in- crease my radius of action with the limited dog-food I had, by sending a man and team back from here, and this I decided I must do. Numbers of lemming burrows were observed here, also snowy owl exuviae containing their skeletons and hair. The sun shone occasionally during the 21st but the land remained hidden continuously by dense fog. With much trouble we succeeded in drying out most of our clothing, and then broke camp and got out to the cache, and proceeded on our way. A snow-bunting was seen and an additional number of brant. The flock which seemed to be hanging around here numbered about eighteen. The one shot was a female and the eggs in the ovaries were small. The hare killed here (ten in all) were small, very thin, and the meat tough. In getting away from the shore camp we marched through about a mile of knee-deep slush and water, thoroughly wetting our feet of course, and came out to the cache; fitted Koolootingwah out and started him for the Roosevelt; left a small cache of provisions, and the various specimens; loaded the two sledges with the remaining stuff (about nine days' rations of pemmican) and went on ten paced miles. This was a disagreeable march; no sun, only fog AA A 200 NEAREST THE POLE and clouds and snow squalls, straining the eyes and rendering it very difficult to keep a course; strong head wind and deep soft snow, but it was good to be moving again. It was thick all day while we slept, and continued so, with the land invisible. Just after we pitched the tent, there was a brief, sharp flurry of hail, which rattled on the tent in great shape, and startled the dogs. Another wearing march, though an improvement on the previous one; and I had no reason to complain as we covered sixteen paced miles in seven hours fifty minutes, including ten minutes for lunch, and fifteen for examining some moraine tumuli. Though the sun did not shine through the clouds, it was warm enough to thaw the surface of the snow, and this layer of wet snow made very heavy snowshoeing. As a com- pensation the sledges ran measurably easier. I kept the same pace as on previous marches, one- half mile in ten minutes, then waited for the dogs to come up. In this march the dogs made each half mile in twelve and one-half minutes, as against full fifteen minutes in the two previous marches. The densest of fog shrouded us for the first five hours, and I kept my course by the wind-marks in the snow; then it cleared overhead, and the sun shone brilliantly, but the land remained shrouded. There was a persistent "fog eater" (fog bow) ahead of us during this time. From 3:30 till 7, we could just make out the low shores on our left. We pitched our tent on a little patch of just-dried glacial clay in what seemed to be a small bight of the shore, and having plenty of water about us the supper was quickly cooked. GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 201 Then the fog shut in again completely, and nothing could be seen but a bit of the shore nearest us, and this very dimly. The ice traversed in this marcn was a succession of swells of moderate height. The light and shade after the sun came out, allowed the undulations of this remarkable ice-foot to be very clearly seen, and I was more and more reminded of the ice cap. I quote from my Journal: June 24th. — Occasionally (though rarely) this coun- try affords complete and surprising changes for the better. The last twenty-four hours have been a case in point. A day of comfort, of interest, of accom- plishment after the five days of storm, delay and disappointment . It continued foggy all day at the last camp, but began to clear when I started breakfast, and at 11 p. M. when we got under way, it was as fine and clear as could be desired. I went on ahead of the sledges. Two miles from camp brought me to a low point, then a walk of some two miles or more over bare, dry gravel, where I saw a sandpiper, two brant, the recent tracks of four deer in the snow, the place where they had slept, and picked up a perfectly bleached buck antler. Then joining the sledges we came to a low point six miles from camp. Two hours from this with good going, at a three-mile- an-hour pace, brought us to another low point under the mountain for which I have been setting my course during the last fifty- three miles. Though this striking peak looked very steep from 202 NEAREST THE POLE the east, I was satisfied as we came along that it was practicable and after a brief reconnoissance, I gave the word to pitch the tent, that we would devote the rest of the day to the ascent. I felt this was an opportunity not to be lost; the brilliant weather, the chance to perfect my principal angles, and the practical certainty that the elevation would enable me to see what there was beyond, and, I hoped, show me the desired north end of JesupLand. After preparing lunch of corn-meal mush and tea, we started for the ascent. From the summit 2,000 feet above the sea level and of a more truly Alpine character than any that I have seen in northern Greenland, or Grant Land, the view was more than interesting. East lay the wide white zone of the ice-foot; west the unbroken surface of Nansen's Strait, and beyond it the northern part of that western land which I saw from the heights of the EUesmere Land ice cap in July, 1898, and named Jesup Land, though Sverdrup has later given it the name of Heiberger Land. South, over and beyond some inter- vening mountains and valleys, lay the southern reaches of Nansen's Strait. North stretched the well-known ragged surface of the polar pack, and northwest it was with a thrill that my glasses revealed the faint white summits of a distant land which my Eskimos claimed to have seen as we came along from the last camp. From this point I followed the western shore of Grant Land south until it began to trend eastward, hoping to find Sverdrup' s cairn and record, but with- out success, though we all searched the shore carefully. GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 203 I then headed directly across the strait to the north- ern extremity of the western land. The ice in the Strait was to all appearance a continuation of that forming the glacial fringe of the Grant Land coast. Again I quote from my Journal : June 28th. — Two red-letter days which have seen the realisation of another of the objects of this present trip, i. e., the attainment of the northern point of Jesup Land. With my feeling of satisfaction is a feeling of sadness and regret that this may be the end of my Arctic work. From now on may simply be putting in shape what I have already done. Twenty years last month since I began, and yet I have missed the prize. Oh, for the untiring energy and elasticity of twenty years ago with the experience of to-day. It seems as if I deserved to win this time. The fog which all day of the 26th hid Jesup Land, dissipated before we got under way and showed the entire coast clearly. Still keeping on a direct line for the foot of the bluffs of the northern point, one and one-half miles from camp brought us on to sea ice, and as the snow was soft and deeper on this, and there was more water on it, I gave up my "bee-line" course and kept off to the left on the ice of the Strait. At twenty miles we touched the ice-foot at a low bluff point, and found quite a deep bay (five miles at least) separating this from the northern point. The snowshoeing had been very heavy thus far, our 204 NEAREST THE POLE shoes sinking deeply into the saturated snow, and com- ing up at each step loaded with several pounds of it; but from here it was worse, the snow still softer and underlaid with water, and the last two miles of the five to the cape, over hummocky ice was almost continuous wading through one pool after another. This bay makes up into a wide low valley between the mountains on the east coast, and the mountains extending back from the north point. As the region seemed rather inviting, it was care- fully examined with the glasses, and tracks of musk- oxen or deer made out in the snow. This was very pleasing to me as my dogs are sadly in need of an addition to their pemmican ration. Just before stepping on the gravel of the foreshore which makes out from the bluffs of the north point, I saw two hare, a step or two farther three more, then another. At 3.50 a, m. I stepped ashore, followed a few minutes later by my men. A little before this, a flock of nineteen brant flew over us. I sent Egingwah away at once after the hare, told Ooblooyah to look after the dogs, and slinging the binoculars over my shoulders, started west for the crest of the foreshore to see what was beyond. There was more moss on the gravel here than at any place we touched on the Grant Land coast, also an occasional tuft of grass and frequent purple flowers. In the calm air, and brilliant sunshine, the place had a very warm and inviting look (height- ened by the sound of running water) which even m}^ aching legs and ankles, and icewater-saturated feet could not lessen. Only a few steps and I came GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 205 on the recent tracks of six deer in a patch of snow, and this put me on the alert and made me go cautiously. About a mile from the sledges as I rose over a gravel ridge, there were four deer, two close by, a doe and fawn farther on. I dropped down at once, watched them a moment or two, then turned to signal to Egingwah. He had secured one hare, and fired at another, then I saw him start towards me on the run. He had seen the deer almost as soon as I. When he came up, I sent him on, and in a short time he had two of them down, the doe and fawn making off up the fore- shore to the west. It was now just thirty-five minutes since I had landed, and we had two deer and a hare. I sent Egingwah back to Ooblooyah to bring up the dogs and sledges and while he was gone the cry of the purple sandpipers was continuous about me and I saw a white fox skulking along the rocks. When the boys came up, the tent was pitched near the deer, and convenient to water, and I made coffee. Then Ooblooyah was sent after the doe and fawn and after photographing the deer, Egingwah and I skinned and cut them up, and fed the dogs generously. Both were does, neither pregnant, nor very large, and very thin though evidently putting on flesh, the skin of course in bad condition and antlers in the velvet. A very noticeable feature was the length of the hoofs, and the development of the dew claws into regular spoons as large as a hare's ears, thus giving the deer natural snowshoes, which they need in this country 2o6 NEAREST THE POLE not only for the snow, but for the boggy saturated ground as well, at this time of year. Some time after the work was completed and I was sitting in the tent reloading my camera, when Egingwah came running to say the doe and fawn were coming back, and regretting that he had no gun. I gave him my revolver which carried the same car- tridge as the carbine and told him to try that. Be- fore the deer got in range however, they smelled or heard the dogs, and started off for the little valley again. Then we saw Ooblooyah returning, and he seeing the deer, ran back and ambushed the doe as she entered the ravine. Hearing his shot, Egingwah went off to him, and at ii a. m. they were back in camp with the meat of the doe. I had told Ooblooyah to bring the fawn in alive if possible, and being unable to catch it, the boys had left it and the skin of the doe, until they had further instructions. I had a pot of tea, and another of cooked meat ready, as we had had only our coffee and biscuit since our breakfast thirteen hours before (not that this was a great hardship, but it was enough to give us robust appetites) . Our zest was increased by the fact that for the last five days, we had been living on preserved eggs and mush in order to save the pemmican for the dogs. This is a very good diet in ordinary climates, but by no means takes the place of meat for work under these conditions. After eating, the two men turned in, but I remained up till 3 p. M. to get a latitude observation. All GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 207 this time it was calm and brilliantly sunny and warm. At 9 p. M. I turned out after practically fruitless attempts to sleep, owing to the heat in the tent, and the swarms of big blue flies which, attracted by the meat, swarmed round and into the tent and over us. During an hour or two of this time, there were some hesLvy squalls which shook the tent viciously, and overturned my transit but without injuring it. Coffee finished, and the dogs fed again, they were all hitched to the one sledge, and we started at 1 1 p. m. for the summit of the cape. A big snow drift on the east side enabled us to take the sledge to an elevation of about 600 feet. Here it was left, and the dogs fastened, and we went on up an easy ascent of loose rocks alternating with banks of snow, reaching the summit (about 1,600 feet) comfortably in an hour and a half from camp. On the summit we built a cairn similar to that on the summit of Cape Columbia, in which I deposited a brief record and a piece of my silk flag as usual. The clear day greatly favoured my work in taking a round of angles, and with the glasses I could make out apparently a little more distinctly, the snow-clad summits of the distant land in the northwest, above the ice horizon. My heart leaped the intervening miles of ice as I looked longingly at this land, and in fancy I trod its shores and climbed its summits, even though I knew that that pleasure could be only for another in another season. While I was thus engaged my men made out three deer in a valley south of us. 2o8 NEAREST THE POLE With the completion of my work on the summit, and the building of the cairn, we came down to the sledge and dogs, from whence I returned to camp, while the two men went after the deer we had seen. I started to return without snowshoes, so the men might take them along, but as I went into the wet snow to my hips at every step, I changed my mind and retained them. Just below the lower edge of the snow as I came down, a flock of not less than one hundred brant were feeding and sunning themselves. When I came within fifty yards they rose. Back to camp at 4 a. m. for my breakfast. Then I started with my transit for the end of the low point (extremity of the foreshore) to select a place for a cairn, and take a few angles. After going less than a mile, T was obliged to give it up and return to camp, the saturated clayey earth letting my feet sink in nearly to the top of my boots at every step, and taking all my strength to pull out. With snow- shoes I could have got along, but I had left those at the snowbank a mile or more on the other side of the camp, and was too lazy to go after them. I was forcibly reminded of the travelling Trevor-Battye found in Kolguev. After this I brought more rocks for the tent guys, then took a nap to make up for the previous night. At 2 p. M. the men returned. They found at close quarters that the three deer seen from the summit of the cape had increased to six and a fawn, all of which were secured (three bucks and three does). They scarcely had the dogs fastened when yesterday's fawn GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 209 came trotting up to within fifty yards of the tent, then started off again. Egingwah went after him, followed him up to the mother's skin, and brought both in. We all had another square feed, the dogs as well, more stones were added to the tent guys, and the men were soon snoring. By this time the wind was blowing very fresh, clouds were gathering, and there was every indication that this spell of fine weather was at an end. I had no reason to complain. It had lasted long enough for me to get and see what I wanted. When we awoke about midnight, snow or, more likely, rain was so evidently imminent, that I had the men cover the deerskins with the floor cloths, feed the dogs to repletion, and sew up some holes in the tent. This was barely completed when the rain began, driving furiously before a strong southwest gale. But with a waterproof tent, gravel underneath, all belongings that were not in the tent protected with waterproof covers, the dogs and ourselves well fed, and an ample supply of food at hand, we could take this kind of weather with a good deal of equanimity. I quote from my Journal : July 1st. — Am glad to be over this first stage of our return journey short as it is. The storm continued throughout the 29th and 30th, rain falling during the middle of the day, and snow the rest of the time, with continuous strong south- westerly wind. This morning it moderated, and I got out at once 2IO NEAREST THE POLE and moved everything down to the ice-foot where we had left one sledge. A small cairn with a piece of box embedded in the top of it was built not far from the ice-foot upon the low fore shore. While this was being done a lemming was caught, thus adding this animal to the fauna of Jesup Land. No previous cairn exists on or near this cape nor does it appear from Sverdrup's narrative or his map that he reached this point. The two sledges were then loaded and we started on our return, but not by the way we had come. While not exactly an open polar sea, our outward track was now impracticable to anything unable to swim. The four days since we came over it had worked surprising changes and what with the direct melting, and the water poured on to it from the land, the ice was completely flooded. We made a long detour into the bay lying between our camp and the next point to the east, picking up the rest of the meat the boys got on the 28th, and landed on the point after four hours of wading. I reached the land a little farther up the bay than the sledges, and saw a deer grazing. After the sledges came ashore, the tent was set up, I made tea, all our gear and clothing, saturated by the trip, was spread out on the gravel to dry, as the sun gave symptoms of appearing; then I sent the boys to bring in the deer which they did in about an hour, (a buck with small horns in the velvet) . This made twelve obtained thus far. A fresh track was seen between the tent and the sledge which we GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 211 left; and another deer was seen on the opposite side of the bay. Our camp here was well located, the tent pitched on a mound of fine, dry gravel close to a small brook by which the dogs were fastened, and which at a pool a little farther up furnished us with clear cold water. I found two poppies and a bit of sorrel in bloom here. From the top of the bluffs back of the tent, where I could look across the Strait, I made out a good deal of water on the ice, but I hoped we should not find it as bad as during the last march. It was evident, however, we were going to have lots of trouble going back and were going to be wet all the time. Camping in this region in June, July, and August, if on land, and it is clear and calm, and one is not under the necessity of travelling every day, can be very pleasant. But if it blows or snows, or both, or if one is on the sea or bay ice and obliged to get somewhere at a cer- tain time, it is sure to be very unpleasant. The sun shone enough to quite perceptibly dry our things, but as it got lower, the fog and clouds gathered again. The dogs were fed nearly all they would eat, as meat carries very much lighter inside them than on the sledge, and I hoped that with the rest and good feeding here, they would do better work going back. The two boys skinned out the deer heads and tried to dry the skins. I must confess to a feeling of sadness and regret at leaving this last camp. It was a striking picture, the 212 NEAREST THE POLE deer and hare, feeding in the brilliant sunshine under the high bluffs, the call of .the birds, and the sound of running water. And the picture will be repeated again and again, summer after summer, but I, to whom it belongs, should never see it again. I quote from my Journal: Southwest Camp, Grant Land. 2 P.M. July ^d. — Back here again, across the channel, with less discomfort and hard work than I had reason, in the light of past experience, to expect. It rained continuously during the 2d, with fresh southwesterly breeze, making it not exactly impossible, but disagreeable for us to travel, and preventing the drying of the deerskins. As before, however, with a waterproof tent over us, and plenty of food for our dogs and ourselves, we were physically very com- fortable, and slept much of the time, my two men almost literally all the time. I knew, however, that every hour of the rain was making our return road more difficult, and as soon as the rain ceased (about midnight), we broke camp and started, getting away from the extremity of Twenty- mile Cape at 2 a. m. this morning. The entire bay which we crossed on the ist, was now a continuous sheet of water. The first two or three miles of the channel were very decent. After that, it was only by following the deep snow along the pressure ridge (a road imprac- ticable without our snowshoes and broad-runner sledge) that we were able to advance. On each side v/ere lakes of water, and deep morasses of slush. GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 213 When we took a step without snowshoes we would go in to mid-thigh or even hip. Fortunately the dogs feel the effects of the rest and generous fare on Jesup Land, and we made prac- tically the same time as in going over, Of course our feet and legs were soaked in the ice- water from the very start, crossing the morasses from one piece of decent going to another. At noon we reached the edge of the ice-foot on this side, and found it a broad river, which we had to ford to get to the site of our camp. We have crossed without any time to spare. In one or two days at most, the channel will be impassable for two or three weeks (depending upon local con- ditions) until the snow has all melted and the water drained off. On this side the change has been very pronounced since we left. Where there was just enough bare gravel for us to set the tent a few days ago, are now acres of snow- free ground. Looking over this region I am struck with the pronounced igneous or even volcanic character of the rock specimens, something very much like pumice and slag being abundant. Is it possible that the twin snow-mountains back of us are extinct volcanoes ? The march from Southwest camp to Observation Camp was the hardest and most disagreeable of all, and the thirty-six hours the most uncomfortable of the entire trip. 214 NEAREST THE POLE We got away from Southwest Camp at 2 a. m. of the 4th. The promise of the previous afternoon of good weather, had not been kept, and all but the base of the land was buried in cloud (Jesup Land of course invisible). For an hour we got along fairly well fol- lowing the raised edges of a tidal crack, then fog descended upon us and we waded and floundered through pools of water to the land at West Point (which is really one of three islands). Along the shore of this, and the next island, was decent going on deep snow, and so across the ice-foot to the edge of the tidal crack west of Northwesterly Point and along this to the point itself. From here to off Intermediate Point we had more trouble as the tidal crack was not so well marked. It had commenced to snow at Northwesterly Point and from Intermediate Point we had it very uncom- fortable. The snowfall steadily increasing blotted out every thing over a hundred feet distant, and was accompanied by a penetrating wind from the northeast and yet was damp enough to melt on our clothing, and saturate us wherever we had escaped wetting in our constant wading. Impossible to pick a route, we could only work along in a general direction, guided by the wind. For several hours it looked as if we would have to camp in the slush on the ice ; then it lightened enough to let us pick a way, and at last after wading the broad ice-foot river, I stepped on the point at Observation Camp. Every thread on me was soaked with snow- water, and every joint and muscle ached with the exertion of pulling out the slush-laden snowshoes at GLACIAL FRINGE OF GRANT LAND 215 every step. I was not inclined to complain however, for the gravel here, wet as it was, was much preferable to a foot of icy slush as a bed. I still had a dry coat and dry stockings to sleep in, though my trousers and underwear were all I had, and should have slept fairly comfortably, but for a blinding headache from the fumes of the Primus stoves, which of course went particularly wrong now. This headache lasted me until I got out for a tramp after Ooblooyah had laboured five hours sewing my trousers, which the heavy snowshoeing and lifting on the sledges had completely wrecked. It snowed incessantly after we arrived, making it impossible to pick a road through the icy swamps east of us. A seal was seen near the ice-foot just before we got ashore here, and ten brant flew about our camp at Southwest Camp. When I turned out, I was old and stiff in every joint, my feet and ankles swollen and my left foot almost out of commission from some wrench. The doctor's salve brought it round a good deal, and I hoped to be able to use it when the weather cleared. One thing was sure, I simply could not have done the work I was doing now, when I left the Roosevelt or for a good many days after. It was rather a disagreeable 4th of July celebration for us, wading through ice- water, and the weather such that I could not even fly the flag. I hoped this constant snowfall would squeeze all the moisture out of the air, so that we might have 2i6 NEAREST THE POLE some more fine weather, though I feared that we were going to have the same weather for our return that I had in July, 1899, in Princess Marie Bay. RETURN FROM "FARTHEST WEST" I CHAPTER XI THE RETURN FROM "FARTHEST WEST' QUOTE from my Journal: July 6^/r.— Another day of hell, except that there has been too much water to comport with the orthodox understanding of the place. About 5 P. M. yesterday, the fog and snow lightened sufficiently for a short time, to permit studying out a route to the next point to the east, among the lakes. We then turned in for some sleep before starting, as we had already been up and awake over twelve hours. Waking at midnight, I found the fog had settled down densely but it was no longer snowing. We ate our breakfast, then I had the men build a cairn in which was put a brief record in a bottle, and we started. The going was fairly good, and, after wading a wide ice-foot river, we reached as we supposed the point and followed the shore of this for some time, then got mixed up among some of the glacial deposits (all the time floundering through deep slush and icy lakes) , and finally made camp on a pile of moraine material abreast of our camp of the 23d. The land we followed is a low island, snow-covered when we went out and not noticed. The real land 219 220 NEAREST THE POLE which we can just see dimly, is unattainable, by reason of a wide, unfordable lake. The sun shone enough at intervals at this camp to nearly complete drying the six deerskins begun at Twenty-mile Cape. Leaving this camp in overcast weather, we reached the twelve-mile tumulus, after wading stream after stream all running to the land. From the summit of the tumulus I saw the ice ahead of us in the same condition; a gigantic potato field with a long blue lake or a rushing stream in every furrow. Wading these constantly, we at last reached the tidal joint and followed this in comfort to a position almost abreast of our camp of the 21st. Only the base of the land was visible at any time. Everything covered with a pall of inky clouds. While we slept at the last camp, the temperature fell below the freezing point, crusting the snow, and freez- ing the smaller pools of water, and the northeast wind which had been blowing ever since we left Southwest Camp, increased to a half gale, shaking our tent violently. The low canopy of inky clouds remained the same. With all our clothing wet, and our foot-gear satu- rated, this was almost serious for us, and made the first half of this march extremely uncomfortable. Added to this, I felt pronouncedly off-colour on waking. The last two days of constant wading and the heaviest of snowshoeing had taken it out of mc quite a bit. Four hours after leaving camp, we were abreast of ^, • capacity, n channels navigated as far as Cape Sheridan, 50 construction and launch- ing, 289 christened by Mrs. Peary, 370 departed from Etah, 260 desperate fight with the big floes, battle won by brute force, 44, 45 departure for North, 289 features of her model, 363 forced ashore by large floes, 47 forced ashore a second time, 48 forcing way through dense barrier of ice, 49 forced on to heavy floe, 250 furnishings of her rooms, 9, 10, II general construction, 366- 369 goes direct to Etah, 25 heading for Thank God Harbour, 249 headed for Cape Isabella, 265 held up by the ice, 249, 257 her decks on leaving North Sydney, 11 her cargo, 11 her cargo on leaving Etah, 30 Roosevelt, S.S., her detour to the east, 34 her struggle with the ice north of C. Lupton, 40 her crucial time, 247 her moorings, 275 impending peril, 91 imprisoned among heavy floes, 257 official measurements, 370 on board after backward journey, 167, 168 propeller loose, 258 race with incoming pack, readings of the log, 15 ready for fight with Arctic Sea, 30 repaired at Etah, 260 restowed her supplies, 30 return to Sydney, 276 severing connection with the civilised world, T)?) sight at Cape Rawson, 167 size, 361 special features of, 370, 372 travelling under difficul- ties, 248 Roosevelt, President, etching of, II Ross Bay, 335 Routes, two feasible, 306 Rubble ice, see Ice Sabine, Cape, 5 St. George, Cape, 15 fiord, 162 St. Mary's school ship, 6 St. Paul's Light, 12 Sandpiper, 187, 189 Saunders Island, 266 Scotch, 359 Scotchmen, 360 4IO NEAREST THE POLE Sea, i8 East Greenland, 148 ice, 203 attempt to sledge over, 298 Seal, 133, 189 near ice-foot, 215 seen on ice, 228 six, 259 September 5th, a memorable day, 49 Sextant, 286 Shelter River, mooring of the Roosevelt, 236 Sheridan Point, 57 Sherard Osborn fiord, 162 Ship, for Arctic and Antarctic navigation, 359 held by ice, 249 motion of, 19 Sinnipahs, 382 Sipsu, 125 'dog killed, 230 Sipsu and his wife, 248 Sir Clements Markham, Pres- ident of the Royal Geo- graphical Society, 375 Sledges, carried on backs of the party, 304 repaired and strengthened, 125, 207, 305, 318 journey for spring, 77, 78 Smith Sound, 260, 364 Snow, 47, 178, 181, 188, 269, 299 blindness, 140 bunting, 199 snowshoeing, 185, 186, 203, 208 snowy owl, 199 Society, Seamen's Friend, 9 Sound, Whale, 25 Wolstenholm, 25 Soundings, 259, 265 "Spits," 188 Spring, campaign, 299 Squalls, 207 Steamers, two, 16 Storm Camp, 130, 140 Stoves, 62 Strait, Cabot, 12 Davis, 16 Streams, two negotiated, 228 Summits, snow-clad of dis- tant land, 207 Sun, 63, 109 Sverdrup's "farthest," 174 Sverdrup, 210 Swells, rolling, 185 Sydney, 20 Talus, 178 Temperature, 112, 220, 298, 299,304,309,322 Tidal crack, 214 Tides, 125 Tigress, 4 Thermometer, 112 Trail, 123 Transit, 208 Tree, 148 Trevor-Battye, 208 Tumulus, 220 Tupiks, 382 Twilight, 93 arc, loi Twin Peaks of Columbia, 230 Very River, 333 Victoria Head, 34 Victoria Inlet, 154 View, from Lookout Hill, from bluffs, 211 of peaks from Cape Alfred Ernest, 224 from Cape Hawkes, 298 View Point, 177, 234, 339 INDEX 411 Waigatt, 20 Walrus, first appearance of, 20 grounds, 26 out to the grounds, 29 number secured, 265, 266 in Buchanan Bay region, 300 Wardwell, Geo. A., chief engi- neer, see personnel of the party under Expe- dition, 5 his report, 18 Water, 58 Water-sky, 339 Water- smoke, 105 Weather, 12, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19 20, 29, 47, 48, 55, 56,91 98, 105, 106, no, 114, 118, 123, 125, 126, 129 132, 139, 141, 183, 192, 195, 201, 209, 215, 219, Weather, 223, 247, 257 266, 305.. 319. 322, 341. 342 Western trip, 174, 240 Whales (two), first appear- ance of, 20 Whale Sound glaciers, 189 Whaling Station, 275 Windward, S. S., 4, 35, 286, 296, 315, 316, 334, 349 Winds, 62, 91 Winter, 73, 74, 93, 299 Arctic, atmospheric con- ditions, 73 Wolfe, Dr. Louie J., surgeon, see personnel of the party under Expedition, 78,97» 173 Work accomplished, 315, 317 Zone of high ridges of rubble ice, 343 THE XOirni I'OLAR REGIONS "■V \ \ \