THE STORMY RETURN CRUISE 



since blamed myself that I did nothing to pre- 

 serve this scene in a moving picture. My excuse 

 must be that Gould, our movie man, was seasick, 

 and the camera stowed away somewhere behind 

 him in the recesses of his bunk. Later in the day 

 after the seas had quieted considerably, Keller- 

 man, the experienced Pathe operator in the Putnam 

 party, got some wonderful pictures, but they were 

 not what we might have had in the early morning. 



But we were in danger of swamping from this 

 following sea, and the jib must come down, but at 

 least the spell that has held us for the last six days 

 seems now to have been broken. Now the wind is 

 behind us and we are already out of the tight jaws 

 of the straits. 



The night of the twenty-second which followed 

 was a wild one. After I was in my bunk the call 

 came down for some hands to help take in the fore- 

 sail which had been raised during the day. It was 

 already dark and thick and rain was falling. 

 Several were already up and Gould soon replaced 

 Church who had been using his oilskins. Seas 

 swept the deck and the operation was exceedingly 

 difficult and dangerous but was finally accom- 

 plished. 



There was not much sleep during the night at 

 least in our cabin. The hatches had been battened 



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