Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-08-28
GOOD FELLOWSHIP PREVAILS
AMONG CREW OF BYRD SHIP
Reporter Who Went With Boat to Am
brose Channel Tells of Routine Aboard.
Men Cheer Commander as He Leaves.

| mander asked the man in the engine
| room. Fine, commander" He went
on into the boiler room, where another
| man was firing the boiler. The fire
| man was stripped to the waist and
sweat dripped down his body. BYRD
said something about the Job he was
doing and the man said, Anywhere at
all, commander. Above or below, it's
all the same to me-" A man on deck
had made the same answer not five
| minutes before. Ask any one on the
ship and the answer would be the same,
Ruckcr, the Paramount News photog-
fapher. going to the Pole with his four
cameras and 10000 feet of film, was
serving as mess boy. Siple, the Boy
Scout. was cleaning up the foksl sink.
Capt Melville was coiling rope. A little
tiger Cat poked Its nose on deck and
looked over the rail and folded itself up
in comfort. A little dog grabbed the
broom with which young man was
sweeping water into the scuppers.
The ship had distinct life OF It's
own: New York seemed far away, The
old whaler began to rise and fall with
the ground swells, slowly. The yards
swayed on the tall masts The captain
looked aloft peacefully. On the lifeboat
the pencil scrawi still read, Don't for
get me-" but parting was over and they
were on their long, long way
Darkness Comes.
Darkness crept over the waters and
the ship pitched a little. The Sandy
Hook pilot gave orders to turn on the
running lights. Flashes of light came
out of the horizon from the guideposts
of the sea. Little sparks sprang up,
I@, nIh otsNe q
shores. The ship was swinging now
for radio direction celebration.
In the foksl the mechanical piano
played and men sat about at various
tasks and one or two slept. The pedf-
gree of Robert White Lanier was taken
by Solicitous inquirerS. and when the
boy said he was an assistant scout
master of the Boy Scouts great guffaw
went up, and Siple, the selected Scout,
joined In and found that he was not
alone Jacobson, who is Sails" of the
ship, sat heavy and square in corner
and handed out bottles OF ginger ale
On deck DR.. Conan talked about deny
drafted food and how 500 bushels OF
potatoes can be reduced to the bulk of
so bushels and how the process is to
subject food TO body temperature In
vacuum and how afterward when water
is added. 1t comes out like japanese
water flowers, as fresh as 1t ever was.
Capt Melville was giving instructions
to Shropshire, who win navigate for the
dog teams, but who was going ashore
soon. 10 come down with Byrd later to
bring him 400 rounds OF ammunition
for his Smith &, Wesson special. THAT
little gun is all the pleasure I have he
said. Many shark III shoot with
that"
Comdr Byrd was all over the ship.
He put his hand on mems shoulders and
talked with them, asking questions re-
calling something from the days of the
North Pole expedition, praising some
thing they had done.
There was q stir In the foksl.
"Comdr. Byrd wants to see all hands
aft" They clambered up and went
along the darkened deck. The COM
mander stood q little above them near
the wheel. but the pinnacle light was
not on him: they were all In shadow to-
gether. And he spoke slowly in his
clear Virginia voice without formality.
Long. low lines Of distant golden fire
were Coney Island and Far Rockaway.
Byrd Addresses Crew.
''All OF you have wives and mothers
depending on you" began the COM
mander. Mrs. Byrd has their addresses
and will keep In touch with them. II
there is sickness or trouble she will
know about 1t: II any one has to 60 to
the hospital good friend of mine has
arranged to have them taken care Of.
You can depend on 1t they will want
for nothing" 1t was as still on that
deck as 1t could be with little sounds Of
water tapping under the hull and the
low beat of the engine. The men were
utterly still
That's one thing" said the COM
mander THE most important thing
on this ship is good fellowship more
important than efficiency, though
efficiency Is important enough.
You are going for science and the
honor of your country Those who
the same thing. / wish you ALL wish
you good trip. pleasant voyage"
Cheer Commander.
Out there on the Summer water,
$4,000 miles from the ice barrier and
the cold Bay OF Wales, arose a great
burst of handclapping, strong and
heavy hands. Down stepped the slim
figure In khaki. The commander was
shaking hands Every man was called
by his name and a personal word for
each. The commander went down the
ladder; the little boat showed off in
the choppy sea. From the pilot boat
burst OF sesrchlight lit up the white
bow and the long bowsprit OF the
whaler.
Three cheers for Comdr Byrd" sang
out voice on deck. They cheered him
In the night. where the pinnacle light
glowed on the face and figure of the
man at the wheel