Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1911-11-10

everything inside is quite undisturbed
| doubt If a single member of the wal
rus crew ever saw 1t, or even sus
pected that such place existed"
He unbuttoned his jacket and tool
from an inner pocket a scrap OF pa
per.
Being methodical person." he ex
planned, Il made an inventory. Its
really quite respectable list"
She seated herself beside him on
the bunk as if to read the paper.
II imagine you will need an inter.
prefer" he said I've half forgotten
what these tracks mean myself. My
hands were so stiff with the cold II
wasn't very easy to write. But that
first word Is telescope. And then
there are the meteorological instru-
ments, barometers. thermometers, and
so on, and the Phoenix's compass, sex
tant and chronometer, microscope,
a paraffine oven and a big chunk OF
parafine, an oil lamp, a f1ve-gallon can
about half full of oil, and small
stove There was providential treas
ure for me in the form of a razor,
which they used, suppose, for cutting
microscopic sections with. I'm glad
they hadn't microtone to do it prop
erly."
you didn't find a comb for me, did
your" she asked Because, unless
you did, or until you do, you won't
+ 10
II suppose 1 could make you one,
or sort of one. 1t would be genuine
ivory, anyway"
He had come. apparently. to the end
of the list.
We'll" she said, 81 suppose we
most any one of those things; some
of them will be useful, certainly. And
it's pleasant, somehow, to think of our
little pilot house, all showed In, up
there on the cliff-head, and of our in
side passage leading up to it,
That's quite true" he said. 81 sup
pose it's all romantic nonsense. but it
does give one a certain feeling Of Sc
security. However, he went
On. we're not reduced as yet to any
hing as intangible as that as sub
Iect for giving thanks. You haven't
seen the whole of my list yet. I've
saved the best till the last"
He turned the paper over in his
land as he spoke. She did not attempt
o read what he had written, but sat
here beside him, her hands clasped
lbout one knee, her eyes upon the
rooted foot which was poised across
he other, and waited rather tensely |
or him to tell her.
It's not SO very much, but 1t will |
mean an immense lot TO US. What |
'eople die of in the arctic is not so
ften disease or accident, or even. d.
ectly, cold or starvation. They die
nore often OF disgust and WEAKNESS
nd exhaustion. Your father knew
hat, and he set apart from his gen.
raj stores some luxuries and delica-
les. or things that would seem to be
uch to men In their plight, to be used
gainst emergency. Pm sure that's
'hy he took them up there and hid
lem away Part of them are left.
ish he could have known to whom
ley were going to be of use. There's
little cask with brandy in it, a good
zed pot nearly full of beef extract, a
II of dried eggs, three tins of con-
snsed milk, big ten-pound box OF !
lbert biscuit"
His voice broke off there sharply,
1T without the downward infection
le would bave expected had he I
ached the end. So she looked quick
and curiously up into his face. AS .
lickly, her eyes sought the bit of pa {
n which still lay open in his hand. t
You didn't finish she said. There
as something else" 7
II thought too late. OH it's moth :
e, but it caught me-rather, and | :
ought I would spare you the twinge /
at finding it had given me. l might n
tier have read 1t right out. 1t was f
big plum pudding, In a tin, you =
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