■<m THE LAST VOYAGE OF THE KAELUK 
our dogs along the way to Emma Harbor promised 
to be a fairly pressing one and so it proved; in 
fact, the baron was constantly worried by it. The 
season had advanced and the supply of meat which 
the natives had laid in during the previous fall was 
beginning to be exhausted. 
The snow turned again to rain during the night 
of the twelfth and it looked very much as if we 
should be unable to travel. My throat was grad¬ 
ually getting better but was still sore and painful. 
We ate a good supper of reindeer meat well cooked 
by the baron and went to bed. 
Not long after midnight the rain held up and the 
wind, which had shifted to the northwest, cleared 
the air and lowered the temperature, so that a crust 
formed on the snow and the going was fairly good. 
We got away at about two o’clock on the morning 
of May 13, and for a while made good time, but be¬ 
fore long the wind dropped and veered to the south¬ 
east, bringing in a pelting rain from Bering Sea. 
I had tried to get an oilskin coat at East Cape but 
could find none to fit me; my fur clothing got 
soaked through after a while and, though it was 
a rather warm rain, I was afraid of a recurrence 
of the tonsilitis. Occasionally I dropped off the 
sledge for exercise to keep warm but my legs were 
still weak and I could not keep up with the dogs, 
so I had to get on again and ride. As the tempera- 
