1914] IN SEARCH OF CROCKER LAND 71 



shivering body and chattering teeth I attempted sleep 

 with underclothes reeking wet from perspiration. 



And a second maxim : Use the snow-beater vigorously 

 and thoroughly. If driven snow is permitted to remain 

 in the fur that snow will melt. Result — a heavy, wet, 

 and then a frozen garment. 



Leaving instructions in this igloo for Green to feed 

 his dogs, hold to his loads, and come on as quickly as 

 possible, we started on for Hvitberget (WTiite Moun- 

 tain). As we swung around the corner of the island, its 

 high, white head was the most conspicuous point on the 

 northern horizon. We sighted another herd of musk- 

 oxen on our right feeding on the frozen grass on the slope 

 of a wind-swept hill. I was glad that we were not 

 compelled to break into their quiet life. Our dogs were 

 now so full that it would be some hours before we could 

 speed them up to good work. Heavy going in the lee 

 of the island and a strong head wind as we crossed 

 the Sound made things a bit unpleasant; however, we 

 made the twenty miles in about seven hours. While 

 resting the dogs for a moment, both Eskimos rushed 

 toward a little knoll, where they engaged in a friendly 

 tussle over something on the ground. In answer to my 

 inquiry, they yelled back, '' Pemmican, eemu taul" 

 ("Pemmican and milk"). The pemmican was Ameri- 

 can, but the milk was Norwegian. Only tw^o men had 

 preceded us along this coast. Dr. Frederick A. Cook in 

 1908 and Sverdrup in 1900. We had undoubtedly come 

 upon one of Sverdrup's caches which he placed here 

 twelve years before; it was still in good condition. As 

 there were only two cans of each, I allowed the Eskimos 

 to gnaw the pemmican and crack the frozen milk in 

 their teeth to their hearts' content. 



