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CHAPTER XI 



THE RETURN FROM "FARTHEST WEST' 



QUOTE from my Journal: 



July 6^/r.— Another day of hell, except that there has 

 been too much water to comport with the orthodox 

 understanding of the place. 



About 5 P. M. yesterday, the fog and snow lightened 

 sufficiently for a short time, to permit studying out a 

 route to the next point to the east, among the 

 lakes. 



We then turned in for some sleep before starting, as 

 we had already been up and awake over twelve hours. 

 Waking at midnight, I found the fog had settled down 

 densely but it was no longer snowing. 



We ate our breakfast, then I had the men build a 

 cairn in which was put a brief record in a bottle, and 

 we started. 



The going was fairly good, and, after wading a wide 

 ice-foot river, we reached as we supposed the point 

 and followed the shore of this for some time, then got 

 mixed up among some of the glacial deposits (all the 

 time floundering through deep slush and icy lakes) , and 

 finally made camp on a pile of moraine material abreast 

 of our camp of the 23d. 



The land we followed is a low island, snow-covered 

 when we went out and not noticed. The real land 



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