The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-03-27

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forever erased in the minds Of those who
heard the lecture. Lieut.. Shackleton
sprinkled clever enigrams and dry humor
of the Yankee brand through every. SEN
tence he uttered. and be made the mar
rative do doubly effective work by max
ing light of dangers ami laughing at al
most unbelievable discomfoyts.
Life in the Wastes.
Though the han was almost too warm
lightly gowned women instnctKely shud-
dered and drew their wraps about them
when the Briton was telling Of daily life
in the wastes of the antarctic, with the
temperature constantly from 20 to 50
degrees below zero.
The pictures were remarkably clear and
we'll chosen. They ranged from time eN-
posures of Mount Erubus ana its steam
inS crater, 10 snap shots of Lieut.. SHACK
Teton party and the Manchurian ponies
and dogs that helped lEem so much.
The narrative began when the steamer
forged through the pancake ice and ap-
preached the great ice barrier of the ant
arctic. From the time the exploration
party left the Nimrod. their last con-
nectiOn with civilization and three square
meals DAY, until Sir Ernest and three
companions planted her majesty the
queens flag ninety-seyen miles from the
pole the story was more thrilling than
the most sensational tale of adventure
and hardship
With the polar wind blowing a blind
ing blizzard from the south for days. the
intrepid four marched into its teeth, kill
ing their four footed companions one by
one as the food supply diminished. Fin
ally they realized they could go no fur
Their. and with scant hope OF reaching
their base OF supplies again, they start
ed back over the icy trail with the biz
card still blowing at their backs.
The glory of the mountains meant
nothing to US then" said Sir Ernest.
we were four hungry men-we had been
hungry for mOnths-and as our little
stores faded away we talked of nothing
but food We were four supposedly sane
and sensible men, but as we marched
through the long days we took turns
telling what we would eat when We got
back TO the Nimrod.
with two more days Of twelve-hour
marches before us. the last bit of
horse meat. scraped from bones that had
been lying in the sun for days. went,
and for thirty-six hours we had nothing
at all to eat
Hungry for Months.
Sir Ernest told us in his drawing way
of those last hours of the weary march
that seemed endless. He took the audi
ence through the actual experiences, as
it We're. and they sat listening with
strained faces. almost feeling the bitter
chill Of the antarctic night.
When he told of his disappointment
when he found that he could not take
his little party over the ninety-seven
miles, mot yet done" as ne quantity
told it. they sighed in sympathy. Sir
Ernest said he would have reached the
goal if they had had another nifty pounds
OF food.
But there was no use talking about
il, he added. so we turned back
Throughout the address Sir Ernest
praised by name each member OF his ex-
petition. He said no explorer can ac-
complish his aims unless he has sup
port, and that he had the best
Taft Presents Medal.
Il am sure you win appreciate this
medal, said President Taft, when he
made the presentation address, because
it comes from the Geographic Society,
that has among its members that dis
tinguished American. Commander Peary.
who while you were working at the
south pole was himself surrounding the
north pole.
I do not know that nature had in