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. 



