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But I think the Captain was right in that case. He could not stand 

 the trip, for his feet had been pretty badly frozen on the way in from 

 Shipwreck. When he went to Rodgers Harbor, which he did the day 

 after the Captain left, he froze them badly again. He did not under- 

 stand how to look after himself. Here is an instance of it : One morn- 

 ing during our trip in while we were breaking camp, I noticed Malloch 

 standing still i'n one position for twenty minutes or half an hour. I 

 asked him, "What's the matter, Malloch, are you sick or what?" He 

 replied : "Sick, no. The matter is I'm standing here because the Cap- 

 tain told me when I come out of the camp in the morning to stand still 

 until my boots are frozen hard and then they would be all right for the 

 day." I asked him how his feet were right now and he said they were 

 pretty cold. I told him he had better get a move on or he would 

 have no feet to get cold. He was the only one of the whole party 

 to freeze his feet on the trip in. 



The night of the 18th the Chief returned to us with the news that 

 there was an ocean of young ice between the '•idge and the pack. There 

 was no use tiying now to reach Shipwreck Camp but he would go out 

 and try again in a few days. In the meantime he and McKinlay would 

 make their trip to Herald Island. They were gone five days and said 

 when they came back that nothing could be seen of the lost men. 

 About the first or second of April the Chief made a second start for 

 Shipwreck Camp, accompanied by the same men and Chafe in addition. 



Shortly after the Captain left, Mamen, Malloch and the steward went 

 to Rodgers Harbor to live through the summer. McKinlay was to join 

 them after he got back from Herald Island. The native went along to 

 help them but was to return to us after he had assisted them in making 

 a camp. All this was according to the Captain's instructions. About 

 the end of March the native returned having done these things. On the 

 way back he killed a female bear and two cubs. 



Five or six days after the Chief's party left, the native and I saw 

 them in a mirage wandering about as if lost. On the ninth day the 

 Chief and Williamson, the sailor, returned, saying that Chafe was lost 

 on the ice. Williamson's feet were badly frozen and the Chief's wrists 

 slightly. They hrought the glad tidings that they had lost everything 

 they started with, dogs, sleds, personal effects, guns and ammunition. 

 I found out now that they had taken a large quantity of ammunition 

 with them. I never knew why. I had two pairs of fur socks, boots 

 and shirts that I had brought aboard with me from Point Barrow. I 

 gave the Chief one each of these and one pair of deerskin mittens, 

 whereupon he said he would return to the ridge and see if he could 

 find Chafe. He left with a small sled the Eskimo had made for him 

 and a little tea and pemmican but he returned the next day without 

 finding Chafe. 



This left us in a pretty tight fix, losing the guns and ammunition, 

 and we didn't know what to think of Chafe. But that night he came 



