Norwich bulletin., 1913-04-05
PERILs OF ARCTIC EXPLORATION

all human delight. Again his fancy turns upon the many packets of de- licious food which he had seen given away to beggars. and grew quite fu- rious at the thought of the contempt with which these gentlemen too often regard such gifts-treasures that he would give years Of ms lie to buy. of sandwiches from school days ana gradually the thought takes posses sion to such a degree that at last he streets of Copenhagen. Suddenly he spies what he is seeking, a little white object lying a little to the right. He turns to pick 1t up before anyone else can get it. but his foot strikes against a stone. The shock brings him back to stern reality, reminding him with painful distinctness that he is in Greenland, far away from Copenhag- en and all it's sandwiches.
 On Sept. 19 they reached the Haven, taking over an hour and half to cover the last thousand yards. They finally reached Shannon Island on last point, and there before them lay the snowless land about their winter Quarters--one more effort, and they are therei Their weariness is forgot spot they hurry over the ice: "A mast-a mast-look, Iver-there. Mikkelsen clutches at his compan ions arm in a fever of excitement. sees of joy they dash forward. But what on earth the mast is on dry land! They stop and stare at each other what san it mean? Ohi theey even had fear of getting nipped-that's all Anyhow. they are there. They reach the land. But what in heavens name does all this mean?Is that ice up high up on the shore. They run against it in the dark; there is the sky1ight-no-and to their conster- nation they discover that what they sort of canvas house. And their com rades? An. there is something u" there among the rocks: house They reach 1t in a mboment. with . joyous shout, but scarcely before the echoes died away before they realize that it is empty-snowed up and empty.
 A Ship at Last.
 The explorers had been out 270 days and travelled 1,4o0 miles. Their com panions had been taken home by sealer. and Iversen and Mikkedsen re- mained on shannon Island all the winter. Hope of seeing a ship being disappointed, a third winter had to be spent on Bass Rock. They had almost given up hope when, on July, 19, 1912, Iversen burst into Mikkelsen's room with the Ionged-for news of delive- rance:
 1OO-t SAllP dl ldSl. III d IlIOiISHL am standing beside my faithful comrade, staring at a host of men the whole shore is full of men. What happened next l do not know. We put some clothes on, I suppose, but there is blank spot in my memory, and the next thing I remember is that Iverseu has disappeared, and going to look for him. I find him standing on a rock. waving his cap and shouting "A ship! a shipt' With 8 bound I am at his side. True enough, out there where we have never seen anything but water and ice, little steamer is lying. We look at each other with bright eyes and do not know what to say. It is eight and twenty months since we last saw a human face: Then going up behind the house, where nobody could see us, and shake hands-hard. We have been through a rough time together, and now 1t is over-
 Ten days later they were in Aales- und, the journey was over, their i'm prisonment at an end.