One of the people on the 'Stancomb Wills' shouted, "We are doing all right, but I would like some dry mitts." The jest brought a smile to cracked lips.

He might as well have asked for the moon.

The only dry things aboard the boats were swollen mouths and burning tongues.

Thirst is one of the troubles that confront the traveller in polar regions.

Ice may be plentiful on every hand, but it does not become drinkable until it is melted, and the amount that may be dissolved in the mouth is limited.