I knew, of course, that in all probability I should never see them again.

This feeling was tempered with the knowledge of success; but it was not without keen regret that I looked my last upon these strange and faithful people who had meant so much to me.
We cleared from Cape York on August 26, and on September 5 we steamed into Indian Harbor.

Here the first despatch that went over the wires was to Mrs.Peary: "_Have made good at last.

I have the Pole.

Am well.
Love_," followed in rapid succession by one from Bartlett to his mother; and, among others, one to H.L.Bridgman, secretary of the Peary Arctic Club: "_Sun_," a cipher meaning, "Pole reached.