Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-03-03
BYRD SHIP DRIVES
BEFORE STIFF GALE
Bark Crosses Antarctic Cir
ele--Men Miss Dogs, Trans
@ feFred to WhaIer.
nY JOE De eANAHL.

~ Radio to The star ana New York Times.
on BOARD THE BARK CITY OF
NEW YORK, At Sea, March 3.-The
City Of New. York passed the Antarctic
running before o strong gale at q speed
Of nine knots. the best time Admiral
Byrds little flagship has made.
The wind reached a velocity OF IS
miles an hour during the night, whip
ping tip heavy following sea.
Gasoline drums, stored against the
bfllkhead of Admiral Byrd's quarters,
broke loose early this morning, but the
watch was able to secure them again
before any damage was done. Eight
drums had to be thrown overheard 4
few hours later TO insure the safety of
the ship.
It was q busy night for the watch.
All square sail had been set early in
the evening but as the wind increased
Capt. Melville was forced to shorten
sail and put out oil bags. The sea was
breaking over the ship and she was
rolling and pitching heavily.
fortunately, the dangerous deck cargo
Of dog crates had been transferred to
the whaIers three days before. 1t was
in anticipation OF Just such storm as
this that they were moved.
Glad to Be Warm, but Miss Dogs.
A warm sun was melting the ice from
the rigging when the bark, under steam
and san, crossed the Circle yesterday.
The temperature is rising and we
are beginning to realize that our adj
venture is nearly over. We are warm
and every one IS glad.
Yet, as we walked up and down the
deck, cleared of dog crates and sledges,
we realized that there was something
I, -
our association with the dogs meant to
Us For more than a year there had
been dogs to greet us everywhere we
went.
Twenty-seven dogs under the care Of
Alan Taylor and Jack Bursey was trans
ferTed to the whaler Kosrnos. Taylor
VIII take them to Mount Cook, New
Zealand, to the perpetual snow they
love- where they can work just hard
enough to satisfy their longing for the
harness.
80 Coming to United States.
Thirty-nine other dogs who have en-
deared themselves to members of the
expedition, face trip across the equa-
tor and the rest Of their days IN civil
iEation.
The friendships formed IN Pdog-
town" were not limited to the drivers.
NE&F1y every .O11C Ii LIE camp IOIu1CQ
an attachment for one of the dogs on
the picket line and the demand for
bones and other titbits kept George
remnant, our cook, busy.
Capt. Ashley Mckinley and Capt.
Alton Parker picked up two little ma
tfveS OF the Antarctic few weeks after
they were born and transferred their
home from the dog tunnels to the
Photographic laboratory. There they
were tied up while their masters were
busy at their tasks only a few feet
from them.
They were grown when the time came
10 make plans for loading the ship, and
Admiral Byrd was faced with de-
cision. He could not separate the men
from their dogs when relationships such
~ these existed.
Yet it would be endangerifig the lives
Of the men aboard ship to overload the
decks Of TIE City Of New York during
the stormfest season OF the year.
! AnotheE difheulty was that the dogs
would be subjected to tropical heat for
passage home on the slow expedition
ships. He decided to risk taking the
dogs on the New York as far as the
whalers, and there transfer them to the
large whaling factories, where deck
loads would be secure and where they
would be subjected to tropical weather
for Q much shorter period.
Braathen Keeps Blind Pet.
The men were asked to submit the
names of the dogs they wished to take
home and the necessary plans were
made. After the dogs destined for New
Zealand had been taken aboard the
Kosrnos the Eleanor Boiling came along
side the City of New York to take
aboaSd the dogs which were going to
the homes Of their masters and ferry
them TO the Larsen, where they will re-
main until they reach New York.
When the last crates. dangling from
dancing boom. had been lowered
safely to the after hatch Of the Boiling
the dog men turned to with the crew
70 clear up the decks. That night
there was no familiar chorus of the
bowling pack, no paving Of dirty feet,
no growing from pups Juggling at ropes
sacred 70 mates. The ship seemed
strangely empty.
Two little fox terriers, IgIoo and
Snoo1ka, o New Zealand beach connber
who assists Igloo in his duties as mas
cot, alone held sway until Chris Braat-
piece OF whale meat. A few minutes
later Moose, Moss, Mouse" his leader,
blind In one eye, came from under .
tarpaulin. Chris had transshipped his
crate empty.
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