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hay. and our only chance to find the Bear is to rush for this. But to 

 do this we must go diagonally across the waves and similarly against 

 the wind — a bad prospect. Also, we have only just about enough 

 gasoline to reach the place. But there is no help. 



Thus a new start, and before long we are once more in the waves. 

 It is now quite obscure. The waves break now and then and splash 

 over us. Before long the skin boat is again sagging and in danger 

 of sinking. Once more pull alongside and dangerous, exhausting 

 bailing by Weenie. 



And so on. tossed, driven aside, but thanks to the good engine 

 never stopping. I hold to seat not to be thrown against things or 

 even out : the others are becoming gruff, irritable. And then Higsby 

 makes out a faint light far ahead. No one certain, but in a while 

 it seems moving. A solitary small light somewhere far on the shore, 

 probably, not the boat. 



But soon another stronger light discerned, seemingly moving to 

 the left, and later several — the ship in all probability. 



We toss and reel and stagger nearer, but motor still going strong. 

 For the skin boat they found at last a position in which it takes but 

 little water. Finally see decisively a blinking light, the mast signal. 

 We show our lantern a few times. Then the ship looms before us, 

 but there is still the risky task of getting alongside and aboard. 

 However, all is accomplished without real damage. 



The cabin — the good and anxious captain — a little canned grape- 

 fruit, and bed. But head falls and rises, the events of the day re- 

 appear, wonder what has become of the trade schooner we saw being 

 driven on the beach — and so on until consciousness passes into deep 

 sleep. The Bear is fairly quiet, not in the brunt of the weather. 

 And this eventually moderates, so that a little after 4 we start again. 

 only to anchor once more at 6, a little below where last night we had 

 our supper. 



August 22. Cloudy, drizzly, rough still, and wireless news of 

 widespread bad storms, even in the States. So we shall wait. One 

 more hope for my collections at the Cape and with Jenness. 



Captain says this morning the officer misunderstood his orders 

 about Teller. The trip demonstrated a number of things. One of 

 the main and most gratifying was the sterling quality of the men 

 witli me, officer, boatswain, motorman, Weenie. Pete, in the teeth of 

 real danger. They were all that men should be under such conditions, 

 which is the best way I can express it. The trip may have been 

 in vain so far as its scientific object was concerned, but it brought 

 a number of men face to face with life's stresses and found their 

 mettle of the truest quality, without exception, to witness which 

 was worth the whole experience. 



