I90 NEAREST THE POLE 



arriving at camp felt the effects of it. I was still 

 decidedly below par. 



June 1 6th we were off Aldrich's "Farthest." It 

 had been alternately sunny and foggy while we slept, 

 and at the ice-foot settling down to cloudy with fre- 

 quent fog banks during our march. 



From our camp at the ice-foot I set a eourse direct 

 for the point beyond Cape Alfred Ernest, and marched 

 for eight and one-quarter hours. The edge of the ice 

 was still visible, but it was because we were up above 

 sea-level on the undulating surface of the glacial fringe. 



There was water all along the edge of the ice-foot 

 and out to the westward apparently a large area of it. 



A sandpiper flew over as we were breaking camp. 



A day's march beyond Aldrich's "Farthest," and 

 what I saw before me in all its splendid, sunlit savage- 

 ness was mine, mine by the right of discovery, to be 

 credited to me, and associated with my name, genera- 

 tions after I have ceased to be. 



While we were in camp at the "Farthest, " it cleared 

 completely, and when we turned out, there was not a 

 cloud nor bit of fog visible anywhere. 



The distant land which I had thought to be the north 

 point of Jesup Land, showed now in the clear atmos- 

 phere to be an extension of the Grant Land coast 

 appearing over a long glacier. 



I changed our course for this most distant point and 

 kept this course all day. 



After marching four hours I made out from one of 

 the ice swells, land still farther to the right (west). 

 This land I saw during the march the night before, 

 when coming out to the edge of the ice, but my Eskimos 



