Great God! This Is An Awful Place.

Each Man In His Way Is A Treasure.

But We Have Been To The Pole And We Shall Die Like Gentlemen. I Regret Only For The Women We Leave Behind.

I Can Imagine Few Things More Trying To The Patience Than The Long Wasted Days Of Waiting.

Had We Lived, I Should Have Had A Tale To Tell Of The Hardihood, Endurance And Courage Of My Companions Which Would Have Stirred The Heart Of Every Englishman. These Rough Notes And Our Dead Bodies Must Tell The Tale, But Surely, A Great Rich Country Like Ours Will See That Those Who Are Dependent On Us Are Properly Provided For.

I Fear We Have Shot Our Bolt - But We Have Been To Pole And Done The Longest Journey On Record.