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A wonderful evening
“At last we came to anchor in Grytviken. How familiar the coast seemed as we passed down: we saw with full interest the places we struggled over after the boat journey… The old familiar smell of dead whale permeates everything. … Continue reading
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The fate of the crew
The Endurance: “McCarthy, the best and most efficient of the sailors, always cheerful under the most trying circumstances, and who for these very reasons I chose to accompany me on the boat journey to South Georgia, was killed at his … Continue reading
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The Ross Sea Party
A close reporting of the fate of the Ross Sea Party has been outside the scope of this narration, as I had no way of receiving news from them until some of our party had reached South Georgia, the telegraph … Continue reading
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Not a life lost and we have been through Hell.
3rd Sept 1916 My darling, I have done it. Damn the Admiralty. I wonder who is responsible for their attitude to me. Not a life lost and we have been through Hell. Soon will I be home and then I … Continue reading
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“ALL WELL”
“At last someone shouted out to Sir Ernest “are you all well…” to which he laughingly replied “Don’t we look all right now that we’ve washed” for evidently our filthy condition had not failed to attract his notice and then … Continue reading
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Postcard from Port Stanley
“My good friend the Governor said I could settle down at Port Stanley and take things quietly for a few weeks. The street of this port is about a mile and a half long. It has the slaughter-house at one … Continue reading
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A year and a half of hell
“I have had a year and a half of hell, and am older of course, but no lives have been lost, though we have been through what no other Polar expedition has done. It was Nature against us all the … Continue reading
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The “fourth man”
“When I look back at those days I have no doubt that Providence guided us, not only across those snow fields, but across the storm-white sea that separated Elephant Island from our landing place on South Georgia. I know that … Continue reading
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Great difficulties and dangers
“I do not wish to belittle our success with the pride that apes humility. Under Providence we had overcome great difficulties and dangers, and it was pleasant to tell the tale to men who knew those sullen and treacherous southern … Continue reading
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We had pierced the veneer of outside things
“We had pierced the veneer of outside things. We had “suffered, starved, and triumphed, groveled down yet grasped at glory, grown bigger in the bigness of the whole.” We had seen God in his splendors, heard the text that Nature … Continue reading
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