above zero--is the firmest and sweetest fish fiber in the world.

During my early expeditions in this region, I would spear one of these beauties and throw him on the ice to freeze, then pick him up and fling him down so as to shatter the flesh under the skin, lay him on the sledge, and as I walked away pick out morsels of the pink flesh and eat them as one would eat strawberries.
In September of 1900 with these fish a party of six men and twenty-three dogs were supported for some ten days, until we found musk-oxen.

We speared the fish in the way the Eskimos taught us, using the regular native spear.
The new members of the expedition were naturally anxious to go sight-seeing.

MacMillan had an attack of the grip, but Borup and Dr.
Goodsell scoured the surrounding country.

Hubbardville could not boast its Westminster Abbey nor its Arc de Triomphe, but there were Petersen's grave and the _Alert_ and _Roosevelt_ cairns, both in the neighborhood, and visible from the ship.
About a mile and a half southwest from our winter quarters was the memorial headboard of Petersen, the Danish interpreter of the English expedition of 1875-76.