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Tous laa autras axamplairas originaux sont filmte an commandant par la pramiAra paga qui comporta una amprainta d'impraasion ou d'illustration at an tarminant par la darniAra paga qui comporta una talla amprainta. Un das symbolaa suivants apparaitra sur la darniira imaga da chaqua microflcha. salon la cas: la symbols — *-signifia "A SUIVRE", la symbols V signifie "FIN". Laa cartaa. planchas. tablaaux, ate, pauvant dtre filmAs k daa taux da reduction diff A Voyage on a Pan of Ice By Dr. WrLrRCD T. GRENfUL THE NEW CNGUND QReNPELL ASSOCIATION 14 5eacon Street, Boston 1908 ■ iiir mi ^.' v:.< AS DR. CRENFFLI. I.ANDF.O FROM THE ICE PAV A vovA(;i-: ON A PAX O.^ li,, DR. Wl- 'k'Kf^ T, ORF.VFELL 1CJ08 BOS rON Ceo. H. hLU-i Co . pRrr' socks. They carry grass with them, which they I I It i M ravel up and pad into the shoe. Into this they put their feet, and then pack the rest with more grass, tying up the top with a hinder. The ropes of the liarness for our dogs are carefully sewed all over with two laj'ers of flii.inel in order to make them soft against the dogs' sides. So, as soon as I could sit down, I started with my trusty knife to rip up the flannel. Though my fingers were more or less *^roz8n, I was able also to ravel out the rope, put the same into my shoes, and use my wet socks inside my knick- erbockers, where, though damp, they served to break the wind. Then, tying the narrow strips of flannel together, I bound up the top of the moccasins, Lapp fashion, and carried the bandage on up over my knee, making a ragged though most excellent puttee. As to the garments I wore, I had opened recently a box of football clothes I had not seen for twenty years. I had found my old Oxford University football running shorts and a pair of Richmond football club red, yellow, and black stockings, exactly as I wore them twenty years ago. These with a flannel shirt and sweater vest were now all I had left. Coat, hat, gloves, oilskins, everything else, were gone, and I stood there in t.^at odd costume, exactly as I stood twenty years ago on a football field. This costume, being very light, dried all the quicker until afternoon. Then nothing would dry any more, everj'thing freezing stiff. It had been an ideal costume to struggle through the slob ice. I really believe the conventional garments missionaries are supposed to patronize would have been fatal. My occupation till what seemed like midnight was un- ravelling rope, and with this I padded out my knickers inside, and my shirt as well, though it was a clumsy job, for I could not see what I was doing. Now, getting my largest dog, as big as a wolf and weighing ninety-two pounds, I made him lie down, so that I could cuddle round him. I then piled the three skins so that I could he on one edge, while the other came just over my shoulders and head. My own breath collecting inside the newly flayed skin must have had a soporific effect, for I was soon fast asleep. One hand I had plunged down inside the curled up dog. But the other hand, being gloveless, had frozen, and I suddenly woke shivering enough, I thought, to break ray 8 pan. What 1 took to be the sun was just rising, but I soon found it was the moon, and then I knew it was about half-past twelve. The dog was having an excellent time. He hadn't been cuddletl so warm all winter, so he resented my moving with low growls till he found it wasn't another dog. The wind was steadily driving me now toward the open sea, and I coulil expect, short of a miracle, nothing l)ut death out there. Somehow, one scarcely felt justifie. ■ in praying for a miracle, but we have learned down here to pray for things we want, and, anyhow, just at that moment the miracle occurred. The wind fell off suddenly and came with a light air from the southward, and then dropped stark calm. The ice was now "all abroad," which I was sorry for, for there was a big safe pan not twenty yards away from me, and, if 1 could have got on that, I might have killed my other dogs, all of whom, to tell the truth, I was half afraid to tackle with a sheath-knife, they being so big and strong. But it was now freezing hard. I knew the calm water between us would form into cakes, and the chance of getting near enough to escape on it was gone. Still, I had this hope, that my pan wo'sid be opposite another village, called Goose Cove, at dayL ht, and might possibly be seen from there. I knew that the komatiks there would be starting at daybreak over the hills for a parade of Orangemen about twenty miles away. Possibly, therefore. I might be seen as they climbed the hills. So I lay down, and went to sleep again. It .jcems impossible to say how long one sleeps, but I woke with a sudden thought in my mind that I must have a flag; but again I had no pole and no flag. However, I set to work in the dark to disarticulate the legs of my dead dogs, which were now frozen stiff, which offered a chance of carrying a flag. Cold as it was, I determined to sacrifice my shirt for that purpose with the first streak of daylight. It took a long time in the dark to get these legs off, and, when I had patiently marled them together with old harness rope, it was the heaviest and crookedest flag-post it has ever been my lot to see. I had had no food from six o'clock the morning before, when I had por- ridge and bread and butter. I had, however, a rubber band on instead of one of my garters^ and I chewed that •r^ 9 for twenty-four hours. It saved me from thirst and hunger, oddly enough, and 1 did not drink from the ice of my pan, for it was salt-water ice. As from time to time I heart! the cracking and grinding of the newly 'ormed slob, it seemed that my devotetl l)oat must inevitahly soon go to pieces. At last the sun roso, and the time came for the sftcrifice of my shirt. So I stripped, and, much to my surprise, did not find it was half as cold as I had anticipated. I now- re-formed my dogskins with the raw side out, so that thej' matle a kind of coat quite rivalling Joseph's. But, with the rising of the sun, the frost came out of the joints of my dogs' legs, and the friction cau.sed by waving it made ny flag-pole almost tie itself in knots. Still, I could raise it three or four feet above my Iiead, which was very important. Now, however, I found that, instead of having drifted as far as I had reckoned, I was only off some cliffs, ci'Ued Ireland Head, near which there was a little village lookJng seaward, whence I would certainly have been seen. But, as I h 1(1 myself, earlier in the winter, lieen night-bound at the place, I hcd learnt tliore was not a single sor.i living there at all this winter. The people hail all, as usual, migrated to the winter houses up the bay, where they get together for schooling and social purpo.ses. It was impossible to wave so heavy a flag all the time, and yet I dared not sit down, for that might l)e the exact moment some one would l)e in a position to see me from the hills. The only thing in my mind was how long I could stand up and how long go on waving that pole at the cliffs. Once or twice I thought I saw men against their snowy faces, which, I judged, were about fi\ ^ and one-half miles from me, but they were onh' trees. Once, also, I thought I saw a boat approaching. A glittering object kept appearing and disappearing on the w^ater, but it was only a small piece of ice sparkling in the sun as it rose on the surface. I think that the rocking up and down on tiie waves of my cradle had helped me to sleep, for I felt as well as ever I did in my life; and with the hope of a long, sunnj' day, which seemed to promise, I felt sure I was good to last another twenty-four hours, if my boat would hold out. 10 I determined, at mid-day, to kill a big Eskimo dog I had, and drink its blood, which only a few days before I had l«en reailing an account of in Dr. Nansen's book; that is, if I survivetl the battle with him. One could not help feeling, even then, one's ludicrous position, and I thought, if ever I got ashore again, I would have to laugh at myself standing hour after hour waving my shirt at those lofty cliffs, which seemed to assume a kind of sardonic grin, so thui I could almost imagine they were laughing at me. One co 'd not help thinking of the good breakfast that my colleagues were enjoying at the back of those san e cliffs, and of the snug fire and comfortable room v.nich ve call our study. I can honestly say that from first to last not a single sensation of fear ever entered my mind, even when strug- gling in the slob ice. It seemed sn natural, I had been through in the ice half a dozen time> i)efore. Now I mostly felt sleepy, and the idea was very strong in my mind that I should soon reach the solution oi the mysteries that I had Ijeen preaching about for so many years. Only the previous night (Easter Sunday) we had been, at prayers in the cottage, discussing the fact that the soul was entirely separate from the body, that Christ's idea of the temple in which the bod- dwells is so amply borne out by modern science. We hau talked of thoughts from that admirable book, "Brain and Personality," by Dr. Thomp.«on of New York, and also ' f the same subject in the light of a recent operation performed at the Johns Hopkins Hospital by Dr. Harvey Cushing. The doctor had removed from a man's brain two Ifrge cystic tumors without giving the man an anirsthetic, and the patient had kept up a running conversation with him all the while the doctor's fingers were working in his brain. Our eternal life has always been with me a matter of faith. It seems to me one of those mysteries that nuist always be a mystery to knowledge. But my own faith in this mattjer has been so untroubled that it seemed now almost natural to be leaving through this portal on an ice pan. In many ways, also, I could see how a death of this kind might be of value to the particular work that I am engaged in. Except for my friends, I had nothing I could think of to regret whatever. Certainly, I would like 11 to have told them the story. But then one does not carry folios of paper in running shorts which have no pockets, and all my writing gear had gone by the board with the komatik. I could see still a testimonial to mysalf ^ •-'e distance avvav in my khaki overalls, which I had left i.i the struggle of the night before on another pan. They seemed a kind of company, and would possibly be picktd up and suggest the true stor>-. Running through my head all the time, quite unintentionally, were the words of the old hymn: — " My Ciod, my Father, while I stray, Far from my home on life's dark way, Oh, teach me from my heart to say, Thy will be done!" It is a hymn we hardly ever sing out here, and it was an unconscious memoiy of my boyhood days. It was a perfect morning. A cobalt sky, an ultra-marine sea, a golden sun, an almost wasteful extravagance of crim • son over hills of purest snow, which caught a reflected glow from rock and crag. Between me and their feet lay miles of rough ice and thin black slob for/ned during the night. Lastly, my poor gruesome pan, for the foreground, bobbing up and down on the edge of the open sea, stained with blood, carcasses, and d6bris It was smaller than last night, . . . and I noticed also that the new ice from the water melted under the dogs' bodies had also been formed at the expense of its thickness. Five dogs, myself in colored football costume, and a bloody dogskin cloak, with a gay flannel shirt on a pole of frozen dogs' legs, com- pletes the picture. The sun was almost hot by now, and I was conbcious of a surplus of heat in my skin coat. I Ijegan to look longingly at one of my remaining dogs, for an appetite will rise evien on an ice pan, and that made me think of fire. So once again I inspected my matches. Alas! the heads were in paste, all but three or four blue-top wax matches. These I now laid out to dry, and I searched around on mj' snow pan to see if I could get a piece of transparent ice to make a burning glass, for I was pretty sure that with all the unravelled tow I had stuffed into my leggings, and with the fat of my dogs, I could make smoke enough to be seen if only I could get a hght. I had found a piece which I thought would do, and had gone back 12 to wave my flag, which I did every two minutes, when I suddenly thought I saw again the glitter of an oar. It did not seem possible, however, for it must l)e remembered it was not water which lay between me ami the land, l)ut slob ii-e, which a mile or two inside me was very heavy. Even if people had seen me, I did not think they could get through, though I knew that the whole shore would ♦hen be trying. Moreover, there was no smoke rising oi » land to give me hope that I had l)een seen. There a^d been no gun-fiashes in the night, and I felt t^re that, had any one seen le, there would have Ijeen a bonfire on every hill to encot 'e me to keep going. So I gave it up, and went on with y work. But the next time I went back to my flag, it seemr' ver>' distinct, and, though it kept dis- appearing as it rose and fell on the surface I kept mv eyes strained upon it, for my dark spectacles had been lost, and I was partly snowblind. I waved my flag as high as I could raise it, broadside on. At last, beside the ghnt of the white oar, I made out the black streak of the hull. I knew that, if the pan held on for another hour, I would l)e all right. With that strange perversity of the human intellect, the first thing I thought of was what trophies I could carry with my luggage from the pan, and I pictured the dog- bone flagstaff adorning my study. (The dogs actually ate it afterwards.) I t'mught of preserving my ragged puttees in my museum. 1 ( )uld see that my rescuers were franti- cally w^ zing, and, v,h= ii they camo within shouting distance, I hoara some one cry out: "Don't get excited. Keep on the pan where you are." They were inl litely more excited than 1. Already to me it seemed just as natiu-al now to be saved as, half an hour before, it seemed inevitable I should be lost, and had my rescuers only known, as I did, the sensation of a bath in that ice when you could not dry yourself afterward-, they need not ha.'e expected nie to follow in the wake of the apo.stle Peter, and throw myself into the water. At last the boat came up to my pan with such force that I thought it would go to pieces in the collision. A warm hand-shake all around, and a warm cup of tea insia.\ thoughtfully packed in a bottle, and we hoisted in my remaining dog^, and started back. There were not onlv 13 i: I Hve Xewfoundlund fishertneu ut the oars, Imt five men with Newfourulhind muscles in their hacks, anil Hve as brave hearts as can ever l)eat in the bodies of human beings. So we forged through to the ~liore. To my astonishment they told me that four men liad Ijeen out cutting some dead harp seals out from a store the night l>efore. As they were leaving for home, my pan of ice had drifteil out clear of Hare Island, and one of them, with his keen fisherman'.-} eyes, had seen something unusual. They at once returneil to their village, saying there was a man on a pan. But they had been discredited, for the people thought that it could be only the top of some tree. All the time I had l^een driving along I knew tliat there was one man on that coast who had a good spy-glass. He tells me he instantly got up in the midst of his supper, on hearing the news, and hurried over the cliff to the lookout with his glass. ImmecUately, dark as it wa.s, he made out that there was a man out on the ice. Indeed, he saw me wave my hands every now and again towards the shore. B\ . very easy process of reasoning on so uninhabited a shore, they immediately knew who it was, though some of *hem argueii that it must be some one else. They went own at once to try and launch a boat, but that was im- ,>ossible. Miles of ice lay between them anil me, and the heavy sea was hurling great blocks on the landwash, and light was already falling, the wind blowing hard on shore. The whole village wis aroused, and messengers w- re despatched at once along the coast, and lookouts toled off to all the favorable points, so that while I considered mvsclf a laughing-stock bowing with my flag to those unrespon- sive cliflfs, there were really many eyes watching me. One man told me with his glass he distinctly saw me waving the shirt flag. There was little slumber that night in the villages, and even the men told me there were few dry eyes, as they thought of the inipossil)ility of saving me from perishing. We are not given to weeping over-much on this shore, but there are tears that do a man honor. Before daybreak this fine volunteer crew had been gotten together. The boat, with such a force behind it of will power, would, 1 believe, have gone through anything. And, judging by the heavy breakers through which we were giiided, loaded with their heavy ice battering rams, 14 when at last we ran through the harbor mouth with the boat on our return, I knew well what wives and children had been thinking of when they saw their loved ones put out. Only two years ago I remember a fisherman's wife watching her husband and three sons take out a boat to bring in a stranger that was showing flags for a pilot. But the boat and its occupants have not yet come back. Every soul in the village was on the beach as we neared the shore. Every soul was waiting to shake hands when I landed. Even with the grip that one after another gave me, some no longer trying to keep back the tears, I did not find out my hands were frost-burnt, — a fact I have not been slow to appreciate since. I must have been a weird sight as I stepped ashore, tied up in rags stuffed out with oakum, wrapped in the bloody skins of dogs, with no hat, coat, or gloves besides, and only a pair of short knickers. It must have seemed to some as if it was the old man of the sea coming ashore. But no time was wasted before a pot of tea was exactly where I wanted it to be, and some hot stew was locating itself where I had intended an hour before the blood of one of my remaining dogs should have gone. Rigged out in the warm garments that fishermen wear, I started with a large team as hard as I could race for hospital. For I had learnt that the news had gone over that I was lost. It was soon painfully impressed upon me that I could not much enjoy the ride, for I had to be hauled like a .' «g up the hills, my feet being frost-burnt so that I could not walk. Had I guessed this before going into the house, I might have avoided much trouble. It is time to bring this egotistic narrative to an end. We all love life. I was glad to be back once more with possibly a new lease of it before me. I had learned on the pan many things, but chiefly that the one cause for regret, when we look back on a life which we think is closed forever, will be the fact that we have wasted its opportuni- ties, and, as I went to sleep, there still rang in my ears the same verse of the old hymn which had been my companion on the ice. WlIiFEED T. GrENFELL. rjfm Kl- 7\ TOTllC ''ic.-iOK.v OK TiiRCf-: N('BL(^ Dogs. ' e -s- ilK)OI)y. 5V.9 , I WaOSF I.SVES WERK Gli'L.N FOK MINK r-NTHE !'JK. . Apri! 2! ' I90<5. rOrL'FRi-.DOHtNR-LL !• .St Anthony. h Ihi '■'.:' 6 '"ife it n Ikhii to >er g/ive til H!V Tvm p........ !'". is- T all ■ int- ricnv'i iiua goiic oVi»r iKiitifiiily impre.'*s€ii lipon ini- Mjoy fhii ride, for I had t«- Ik: haiiifi : ■ my istH. beinp t'rost-hnrnt «> that. Um'i I gufi«sed ihi.s i/ofore goitig i;uf? of ii beft)-i> me. I '. .'S, but ihu thai I'l' b;i'-k uii ;i .:;o nhich we think i.-s .JOKf.d ;><•; thut we ha-A wa.-:!{»d iis np|K.. Uuu- iM-p, tliere ntil! lans; in tiij- ^tsrs tbu » p-'i "^vhi'-h h^d hfni my ctmip-Muon I'. To THE MeiiORy of THRee NoBLe Docs. .e)(^ {DooDy.^^v WHOSE LIVES WERE GIVEN FOR MINE ON THE ICE. April 2r.f 19OS. SIlLFReDGReNFeLL. St. Anthony. J MEMORIAL TABLET AT ST. ANTHONYS HOSPITAL NEWFOIXDI.ANO