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obliged to turn back. We hoisted sail and ran before the wind to 

 the meat station, unloaded the boat there, and beached it beside 

 the mate's, which we had turned over and moored in the morning. 

 There they were to lie through the winter. 



It had been arranged with the mate that he should leave the 

 ' Train ' at eight o'clock on Monday morning to fetch our things 

 from the edge of the ice, so it was now a case of somebody reaching 

 the ship before that hour. While, therefore, Schei and Fosheiin 

 remained with Bay to transport our walrus-catching tackle across 

 the isthmus to Hvalrosfjord, Isachsen and I started inwards, at 

 four in the morning. We fought our way against high wind and 

 driving snow, and reached the ship in good time. 



On Tuesday two parties went down the fjord ; one to the edge 

 of the ice after meat, the other to Ytre Eide after our things. 

 Both were on board again before evening. 



On Wednesday, September 25, the ship changed her harbour. 

 The sails and rigging were stowed in the cable-tier, and the boats 

 taken ashore, overturned, and well moored. 



We had then to look to our clothing, sledges, and other 

 necessary equipment for the autumn killing. Eosheim and the 

 mate were to constitute one party ; Schei and Isachsen the other. 

 I had thought of going myself, but with a stubborn attack of 

 neuralgia I found it just as pleasant to stay quiet. On Monday, 

 September 30, the parties were ready to set out, and started 

 together northward. 



On Wednesday Baumann and Hassel went off to shoot on the 

 west side of the fjord. The likelihood of finding game there was 

 small ; but the unexpected often happens, and it was not far to go. 



On Thursday morning Bay's watch-dog came tearing back to 

 the ship, so we supposed that something had gone wrong out 

 there. Stolz was sent off at once with the dog. At Indre Eide 

 he met Bay coming full speed to the ship, and both of them 

 returned on board. 



The following is an account of Bay's experiences at the station 

 at Ytre Eide, as told by himself : 



' On September 17, 1901, I went with the two boats' crews, 

 which were transporting walrus-meat, to Ytre Eide. Arrived there, 



