Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1907-03-30

4 our things to the edge of our floating
| ice. We did touch with treIne ndpus
crash which sent portions ct our ice
| into enormous blocks, Luckily we were
driven into hay and came close enough
10 jump acrols
SAVED AT LAST.
Were we saved? 1t seemed SD. but
the Thought that we were ON stationary
| Ice WAS bitter Illusion. We were still
being carried to the SOUTH but TO the
west We coud see land Buoyed up by
this we podded on with empty stotn-
achs, parchlng throats. tired and be-
nnnbed limbs. 10 the edge OF our new
floating Island.
our third night closed in upon us
and we repeated the agony We suffered
before La the morning the Samoyede
startled us all by shouting that he could
smell the moke of a sChaum'-a Sa-
moyede hut made OF reindeer skin Trua
enough-for scanning the coast with
our glasses. We could see the hut. We
1eli on our knees and thanked our God
and then shouted and waved in hope
of attracting the natives attention.
They answered us and we could see five
OF them fastening do"a 10 the coast
With j little boat 1t seemed an age to
us while they were making for our res
cue and suddenly a fog drifted In and
cut off our View of land. In dead Sd
lenOe we waited and prayed while the
ice bore us slowly along. AT last a
voice in the mist! They had reached
our floating ice! We We're saved
After two weeks spent In the hosplt-
able camp OF our Tescuers we proce eClef
TO our house near the Matotchkln Shar
for the remainder of the winter
EXCURSION NORTH.
Early In the spring we began an OK.
cuTsion TO the north with dogs along
the route where we had left materials.
The expedition occupied LOG days IN
the face OF most bltter weather l kept
husily at work, and during the Journey
] painted nearly 500 pictures OF glaciers,
icebergs, mountains and fields OF ice
and the color affects OF the fantastic
and weird Arctic nights.
zone morning I left the encampm emf
on the shore and went some distance
tnlaMd. Intending to paint some views
OF n huge glacier which could be easily
seen shining like silver In the brilliant
morning SUM-
~ had barely finished making the
rough sketch when a shutnlng and a
deep-breathing Noise attracted my at
tention CHANGING round ] saw 10 my
hcrror the huge shaggy white body OF
"A polar bear Within 10 feet OF my back.
The bear saw me turn--his paw was
upifftedi then | recovered my presence
OF mind and sprlnsing quickly away.
snatched up my ride and shouted
loudly. 'OshkaI oshkuli' with the hope
that nay companions would hear
Then dropping on one knee, fred,
BTlun received the bullet, but II Only
caused him Ia give AN angry roar. ans
he started to come toward me.
u fired again. this time the shot was
more effective. II stopped his progress
but did not prove fatal Then three
shots rang out from behind an icy
bowlder, FOR my companions had heard
tho ffrlng and had come 10 my help.
SENT FOR by GEAR.
when ] returned home late In the
summer the czar sent for me. He took
a keen delight IN my work and asked
to have my pictures exhibited In the
White Salon Of the winter palace HIS
ma jesty commissioned mo 10 paint three
for hlm-rhe photograph - gJIo ~
these, The Cemetery, ] have given
you
This picture reproduced here pre-
SCENTS the relic OF a crew OF Russian
hunters who haTbored on tho ISLAND Of
Novya Hemlya during a particularly
severe winter-eternal night ana fright
aul cold The swtul Polar disease, Fcur'
Wy. broke out. and one after another
the hunters died and We've buried by
their companions and u CROSS saL on
The tOmbs. Tho LASS hunter was de-
youred by white fox ana hls bones
scattered, l.
IT IL al the special request VI the
GEAR that Mr., BorIssHfi now rs exhibit
ing his pictures In the great elites OF
the world, In 3erllu they have been
admired by the German empress, and In
Munich the prince regent came 10 the
Next year, the artist adds ~ shall
Ia ke ,henl to America, but by that time
I shall have added To my collection. for
I Intend TO visit tho FAR north again
Ihis summer, On this trip ! shall con-
Ilne myself Ia LapIana and the Samoye-
de Country shall not paint the land
scapes so much as me people ana their
lives CHARLES CRANE,