WITH BARON KLEIST 
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for boats. It would be June before any ships 
would get to East Cape. 
It seemed to me that my best chance of getting 
immediately in touch with Ottawa would be to go 
south to Anadyr and send a message from the wire- 
less station there. Mr. Caraieff was inclined to 
think that the season was already so advanced that 
I would not really save any time in that way, be- 
cause the ice would be breaking up in the rivers 
that I must cross on the way and there was an even 
chance that when I reached Anadyr I might find 
that the wireless was out of commission, in which 
event my journey would be in vain. At Emma 
Harbor on Providence Bay was a Mr. Thompson, 
he said, who had a schooner with a gasoline engine. 
He would be leaving for Nome the first week in 
June and would take me with him. 
Thinking things over I felt that the trip to 
Anadyr would be worth the risk, for even if the 
wireless were out of commission there I could still 
get across to Nome, so the next day, with Mr. Car- 
aieff’s assistance, I made all arrangements with 
some natives to take me to Indian Point, where I 
could get some other natives to take me on to 
Anadyr. We planned to start in a day or so and 
I considered the matter settled, when over night, so 
to speak, came a rapidly increasing swelling in my 
legs and feet, due, I suppose, to the punishment 
