The Great White North: The story of polar exploration from the earliest times to the discovery of the poleWright, Helen S. (Helen Saunders)
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The Great White North: The story of polar exploration from the earliest times to the discovery of the pole
Wright, Helen S. (Helen Saunders)
Arctic regions; North Pole
“It is the custom of the people here,” continues Melville, “in making
a search to go facing the river and when they see anything to attract
them, drop off the sled and examine it, or pick it up and go on. In
this manner, about five hundred yards from the point where the fire had
been, I saw the points of four sticks standing up out of the snow about
eighteen inches, and lashed together with a piece of rope. Seeing this,
I dropped off the sled, and going up to the place on the snow bank, I
found a Remington rifle slung across the points of the sticks, and the
muzzle about eight inches out of the snow. The dog-driver, seeing I had
found something, came back with the sled, and I sent him to Nindemann
to tell him to come back, he having gone as far up the river as the
flat-boat. When they returned I started the natives to digging out the
snow-bank underneath the tent-poles. I supposed that the party had got
tired of carrying their books and papers, and had made a deposit of them
at this place, and erected these poles over the papers and books as a
landmark, that they might return and secure them in case they arrived
at a place of safety. Nindemann and I stood around a little while, got
upon the bank, and took a look at the river. Nindemann said he would go
to the northward, and see if he could discover anything of the track and
find the way to Erickson’s hut. I took the compass and proceeded to the
southward to get the bearings of Stolbovoi and Mat Vai, so I might return
there that night in case it came on to blow.
“In proceeding to a point to set up the compass, I saw a tea-kettle
partially buried in the snow. One of the natives had followed me, and I
pointed out to him the kettle, and advancing to pick it up, I came upon
the bodies of three men, partially buried in the snow, one hand reaching
out with the left arm of the man raised way above the surface of the
snow—his whole left arm. I immediately recognized them as Captain De
Long, Dr. Ambler, and Ah Sam, the cook. The captain and the doctor were
lying with their heads to the northward, face to the west, and Ah Sam was
lying at right angles to the other two, with his head about the Doctor’s
middle, and feet in the fire, or where the fire had been. This fireplace
was surrounded by drift-wood, immense trunks of trees, and they had their
fire in the crotch of a large tree. They had carried the tea-kettle up
there, and got a lot of Arctic willow which they used for tea, and some
ice to make water for their tea, and had a fire. They apparently had
attempted to carry their books and papers up there on this high point,
because they carried the chart case up there, and I suppose the fatigue
of going up on the high land prevented their returning to get the rest of
their books and papers. No doubt they saw that if they died on the river
bed, where the water runs, the spring freshets would carry them off to
sea.
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