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heartily by the hand when he heard that I came from 
the Southern Cross. 
“Is Mr. Borchgrevink on board ?” 
“ No,"—his face got long апа worried— “talking 
to you!" 
The man was delighted, and did his utmost to 
help me in my search for fresh food. 
Later on we steamed round to Half-moon Bay, - 
where a little settlement of houses is situated called 
Oban. During our stay there I made arrangements 
for landing the sledge-dogs on Native Island, a small 
island adjacent to Stewart Island, provided that I 
should obtain the necessary permission from the New 
Zealand Government. 
On Sunday morning, April rst, I went on board 
a small fore-and-aft schooner called the Ruruhau (a 
Maori word the meaning of which is “getting to 
windward"), under salute and cheers from the 
Southern Cross. We drifted over by the tide, and 
arrived at the Bluff at 11.30 р.м. The small town 
being wrapped in darkness, I proceeded at once to 
the telegraph office, where I succeeded in rousing the 
operator, and sent the following cable to Sir George 
Newnes :— 
"Object of Expedition carried out. South 
Magnetic Pole located. Farthest south with sledge 
record 78° 50. Zoologist Hanson dead. All well on 
board.— BORCHGREVINK.” 
The clicking of his instrument went on while the 
operator made the necessary enquiries whether my 
cables could get through to Europe at once. 
