1915] THE WINTER OF 1915-16 ^07 



days with a bad tooth. On the morning of the 17th he 

 could stand it no longer, and begged me to start for Etah 

 where he could place himself under the doctor's care. 

 He will never forget that ride. With a tooth jumping 

 and throbbing, the pain aggravated by every inrush of 

 that extremely cold air, he pluckily drove his team over 

 the Crystal Palace Glacier, a perfect smother of rushing 

 snow and wind. 



For a few hundred yards, as we rounded the Crystal 

 Palace Cliffs, I had never encountered any weather like it, 

 darkness and rough ice being added to the blinding, 

 drifting snow. Not a man could face it. How the 

 dogs did I do not know. A few minutes' trial at leading 

 the caravan resulted in a frozen face and a dropping 

 back to the rear, and the second adventurer had no better 

 luck. W'hen we reached Borup Lodge my face was so 

 frost-bitten and I was so covered with snow that Jot 

 did not know me. He and Hunt were astounded upon 

 seeing Green and hearing of the detention of the ship 

 far down the coast. 



On the 22d, with three sledges piled high with skins 

 and equipment, Hunt left for the &hip at Parker Snow 

 Bay. On the 25th, Thanksgiving Day, the remaining 

 members of the Crocker Land Expedition, three in all, 

 sat down to a glorious dinner consisting of roast caribou, 

 mashed potato, turnips, cranberry sauce, cinnamon roll, 

 mince pie, plum pudding, chocolate sauce, and what 

 Jot called "shammy," half grape-juice and half whisky, 

 and coffee. This menu is fairly good proof that we, in 

 Etah, were not yet in need of relief. 



On the 29th Green refused to travel without the aid 

 of Eskimos, and requested me to obtain help from Nerky, 

 if possible. This trip was replete with thrills from start 



