Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-09-20
GRIT WON THE POLE
Peary's Young Aid Describes
Hardships on March.
DIDN'T MIND FROZEN TOES
Gained Laurels by "Smiling and
Keeping at It"
BREEZY LETTER TO FATHER
George Borup, Yale Athlete,
Throws sidelights Of Human In
terest on Trip to the Arctic.
BREEZY LETTER TO FATHER

NEW YORK. September 20-The Times
this morning prints the following speciai
dispatch dated Sydney, N. s.. Sunday:
The most interesting and important con-
tribution to the literature of the Peary
expedition since the publication of the
commanders own narrative in the New
York Times is contained in the following
letter from young George Borup. Yale
athlete and commander of one of Pearys
supporting parties. to his father. The
letter, written on board Peary's steamer
Roosevelt in Battle Harbor, contains some
passages which have no general interest
and these have been eliminated along
with some other matter which his father
did not wish to print. The rest of the
letter is herewith given.
Borup was IL member of the scientific
staff of the expedition. and among his
duties were those of photographer. He
is twenty-three years old, a son OF Lieut..
Col Borup, l.. s.. A, retired, and was
graduated from Yale in 1907.
AS good wine needs no bush, the young
mans graphic account of his adventures
In the arctic needs no further introduce
ton:
Dear Dad: Gee, whiz. I've had a
wonderful trip, and wish in many ways
we had been stuck up here for another
year. The commander has been just
great to me from start to finish. He is
kindness and consideration personifed.
and We fellows would do anything for
him. After we got to Chape Sheridan
last fall. as soon as the ice got strong
enough to hold. the fall s,edging of sup
plies began. l was out in the field for
about a month, sledging about 500 miles,
but after one two-week trip came in with
foot frostbitten, which was damnaby an
moving, as il laid me up a month. Cause.
3nexperience. Was all right by the De-
eember moon, when / siedged some I'D
miles in ten days, taking provisions to-
ward Cape Columbia. In the January
moon / went with four Eskimos to a
large glacier about one hundred miles
from us. in the interior of the country.
We went after deer, but didn't get any.
However. hares were so thick you'd fall
over them, and one day we struck herd
of few millions. and annexed sixty.
Not bad for one rifle and one shotgun
with twenty shells. We cached them in
an igloo till the next day, when we would
come after them with the dogs and
sledges.
Lost in the Snowstorm.
Now about this time of the year cold
was no name for it. for on the bed plat
form of my igloo in the mountain one
night it was minus seventeen degrees F.,
with two two-burner. four-inch wick
stoves going. and you can guess what 1t
was like outside-nearly minus fifty de-
grees. Well. the next day we went after
them. / mean the hares, with the sledges
and dogs, but on the way back, though
we only had six miles to go, a terrific
wind with a binding drift came up, SO
we could not see ten yards. The Eski-
mos and after fighting for a couple of
hours to find our igloo gave up and
sought shelter behind our sledges They
had forgotten our snow knives and could