168 FOUR YEARS IN THE WHITE NORTH [July 



for moving pictures. Much of the 12,000 feet of film 

 brought back by the expedition is the result of his pa- 

 tience, energy, and skill. 



On June 16th, Ekblaw and his supporting party ar- 

 rived from the north. He had finished his thousand- 

 mile trip in excellent health and looked tough and as 

 brown as a berry. He had covered the 280 miles from 

 Fort Conger in nine marches, with his dogs apparently 

 in good condition, relinquishing his plans for botanical 

 work in the vicinity of Rensselaer Harbor. 



Allen and Ak-pood-a-shah-o came driving down the 

 fiord on their return from the south on the 23d. I had 

 worried considerably over Jerome's propensity for climb- 

 ing and getting on top of things, and as they approached 

 I closely scanned the sledge and everything on it with 

 my field-glass, to see if everything seemed all right. A 

 pair of crutches hanging from the upstanders brought 

 forth the exclamation, "Jerome has broken his leg!" 

 But the crutches proved to be only snow-shoes. 



Bubbling over with enthusiasm over his wonderful 

 trip and varied and exciting experiences, he had much 

 to tell us. The trip over the glacier had been interest- 

 ing, the rush down exciting. There were happy Eskimos 

 at all the villages; fifty live narwhal in a lead only a few 

 yards distant! 



At one village he was suddenly discovered in his 

 photographic changing-bag made of two heavy blankets 

 which enveloped him completely. One very corpulent, 

 temperamentally excitable Eskimo lady threw up both 

 arms, let out a shriek, and fled incontinently to the hills 

 in her endeavor to escape from this misshapen monster! 



An Eskimo boy had tried to shoot a man. It ap- 

 peared that the boy was insulted upon being told that 



