214 THE LAST VOYAGE OF THE KARLUK 
When I saw that this did not convey any idea to 
them I drew pictures on the charts; to show where 
the Karluk sank and what happened to make her 
sink, I drew a picture of a ship, surrounded it with 
lines intended to represent ice, clapped my hands 
and rubbed the whole thing out. This they under¬ 
stood well enough to know what I was driving at. 
They told me their names but I could neither pro¬ 
nounce them nor write them. We started our feast 
at two o’clock and continued through the after¬ 
noon and until late at night, having tea every five 
minutes. 
We still had four or five of the little tin boxes 
of tabloid tea left; there were pictures of India on 
the box-covers which attracted the Chukches won¬ 
derfully. I had some Burberry cloth left and I 
had the old woman make a bag, into which I 
emptied the tea; then I gave the empty tins with 
their pretty covers to the children. The tea tablets 
interested the older folk so I contributed some to 
the “party.” 
Spreading out the chart I inquired by signs 
about the people that we might find on our journey 
eastward. I was assured that we should see them 
all along the coast and that there were one or two 
communities of them like this on the way to Cape 
North. I could find Cape North on the chart, on 
which, of course, it was clearly marked. The 
