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It
is
a
fact
that
the
wind
had
brought
dreadful
havoc
.
Whether
all
could
have
lived
through
it
,
even
without
the
other
thing
,
is
gravely
open
to
doubt
.
The
storm
,
with
its
fury
of
madly
driven
ice
particles
,
must
have
been
beyond
anything
our
expedition
had
encountered
before
.
One
aeroplane
shelter-wall
,
it
seems
,
had
been
left
in
a
far
too
flimsy
and
inadequate
state
--
was
nearly
pulverized
--
and
the
derrick
at
the
distant
boring
was
entirely
shaken
to
pieces
.
The
exposed
metal
of
the
grounded
planes
and
drilling
machinery
was
bruised
into
a
high
polish
,
and
two
of
the
small
tents
were
flattened
despite
their
snow
banking
.
Wooden
surfaces
left
out
in
the
blaster
were
pitted
and
denuded
of
paint
,
and
all
signs
of
tracks
in
the
snow
were
completely
obliterated
.
It
is
also
true
that
we
found
none
of
the
Archaean
biological
objects
in
a
condition
to
take
outside
as
a
whole
.
We
did
gather
some
minerals
from
a
vast
,
tumbled
pile
,
including
several
of
the
greenish
soapstone
fragments
whose
odd
five-pointed
rounding
and
faint
patterns
of
grouped
dots
caused
so
many
doubtful
comparisons
;
and
some
fossil
bones
,
among
which
were
the
most
typical
of
the
curiously
injured
specimens
.
None
of
the
dogs
survived
,
their
hurriedly
built
snow
inclosure
near
the
camp
being
almost
wholly
destroyed
.
The
wind
may
have
done
that
,
though
the
greater
breakage
on
the
side
next
the
camp
,
which
was
not
the
windward
one
,
suggests
an
outward
leap
or
break
of
the
frantic
beasts
themselves
.
All
three
sledges
were
gone
,
and
we
have
tried
to
explain
that
the
wind
may
have
blown
them
off
into
the
unknown
.
The
drill
and
ice-melting
machinery
at
the
boring
were
too
badly
damaged
to
warrant
salvage
,
so
we
used
them
to
choke
up
that
subtly
disturbing
gateway
to
the
past
which
Lake
had
blasted
.
We
likewise
left
at
the
camp
the
two
most
shaken
up
of
the
planes
;
since
our
surviving
party
had
only
four
real
pilots
--
Sherman
,
Danforth
,
McTighe
,
and
Ropes
--
in
all
,
with
Danforth
in
a
poor
nervous
shape
to
navigate
.
We
brought
back
all
the
books
,
scientific
equipment
,
and
other
incidentals
we
could
find
,
though
much
was
rather
unaccountably
blown
away
.
Spare
tents
and
furs
were
either
missing
or
badly
out
of
condition
.
It
was
approximately
4
P.M.
,
after
wide
plane
cruising
had
forced
us
to
give
Gedney
up
for
lost
,
that
we
sent
our
guarded
message
to
the
Arkham
for
relaying
;
and
I
think
we
did
well
to
keep
it
as
calm
and
noncommittal
as
we
succeeded
in
doing
.
The
most
we
said
about
agitation
concerned
our
dogs
,
whose
frantic
uneasiness
near
the
biological
specimens
was
to
be
expected
from
poor
Lake
's
accounts
.
We
did
not
mention
,
I
think
,
their
display
of
the
same
uneasiness
when
sniffing
around
the
queer
greenish
soapstones
and
certain
other
objects
in
the
disordered
region-objects
including
scientific
instruments
,
aeroplanes
,
and
machinery
,
both
at
the
camp
and
at
the
boring
,
whose
parts
had
been
loosened
,
moved
,
or
otherwise
tampered
with
by
winds
that
must
have
harbored
singular
curiosity
and
investigativeness
.
About
the
fourteen
biological
specimens
,
we
were
pardonably
indefinite
.
We
said
that
the
only
ones
we
discovered
were
damaged
,
but
that
enough
was
left
of
them
to
prove
Lake
's
description
wholly
and
impressively
accurate
.
It
was
hard
work
keeping
our
personal
emotions
out
of
this
matter
--
and
we
did
not
mention
numbers
or
say
exactly
how
we
had
found
those
which
we
did
find
.
We
had
by
that
time
agreed
not
to
transmit
anything
suggesting
madness
on
the
part
of
Lake
's
men
,
and
it
surely
looked
like
madness
to
find
six
imperfect
monstrosities
carefully
buried
upright
in
nine-foot
snow
graves
under
five-pointed
mounds
punched
over
with
groups
of
dots
in
patterns
exactly
those
on
the
queer
greenish
soapstones
dug
up
from
Mesozoic
or
Tertiary
times
.
The
eight
perfect
specimens
mentioned
by
Lake
seemed
to
have
been
completely
blown
away
.
We
were
careful
,
too
,
about
the
public
's
general
peace
of
mind
;
hence
Danforth
and
I
said
little
about
that
frightful
trip
over
the
mountains
the
next
day
.
It
was
the
fact
that
only
a
radically
lightened
plane
could
possibly
cross
a
range
of
such
height
,
which
mercifully
limited
that
scouting
tour
to
the
two
of
us
.
On
our
return
at
one
A.M.
,
Danforth
was
close
to
hysterics
,
but
kept
an
admirably
stiff
upper
lip
.
It
took
no
persuasion
to
make
him
promise
not
to
show
our
sketches
and
the
other
things
we
brought
away
in
our
pockets
,
not
to
say
anything
more
to
the
others
than
what
we
had
agreed
to
relay
outside
,
and
to
hide
our
camera
films
for
private
development
later
on
;
so
that
part
of
my
present
story
will
be
as
new
to
Pabodie
,
McTighe
,
Ropes
,
Sherman
,
and
the
rest
as
it
will
be
to
the
world
in
general
.
Indeed
,
Danforth
is
closer
mouthed
than
I
:
for
he
saw
,
or
thinks
he
saw
,
one
thing
he
will
not
tell
even
me
.
As
all
know
,
our
report
included
a
tale
of
a
hard
ascent
--
a
confirmation
of
Lake
's
opinion
that
the
great
peaks
are
of
Archaean
slate
and
other
very
primal
crumpled
strata
unchanged
since
at
least
middle
Comanchian
times
;
a
conventional
comment
on
the
regularity
of
the
clinging
cube
and
rampart
formations
;
a
decision
that
the
cave
mouths
indicate
dissolved
calcaerous
veins
;
a
conjecture
that
certain
slopes
and
passes
would
permit
of
the
scaling
and
crossing
of
the
entire
range
by
seasoned
mountaineers
;
and
a
remark
that
the
mysterious
other
side
holds
a
lofty
and
immense
superplateau
as
ancient
and
unchanging
as
the
mountains
themselves
--
twenty
thousand
feet
in
elevation
,
with
grotesque
rock
formations
protruding
through
a
thin
glacial
layer
and
with
low
gradual
foothills
between
the
general
plateau
surface
and
the
sheer
precipices
of
the
highest
peaks
.
This
body
of
data
is
in
every
respect
true
so
far
as
it
goes
,
and
it
completely
satisfied
the
men
at
the
camp
.
We
laid
our
absence
of
sixteen
hours
--
a
longer
time
than
our
announced
flying
,
landing
,
reconnoitering
,
and
rock-collecting
program
called
for
--
to
a
long
mythical
spell
of
adverse
wind
conditions
,
and
told
truly
of
our
landing
on
the
farther
foothills
.
Fortunately
our
tale
sounded
realistic
and
prosaic
enough
not
to
tempt
any
of
the
others
into
emulating
our
flight
.
Had
any
tried
to
do
that
,
I
would
have
used
every
ounce
of
my
persuasion
to
stop
them
--
and
I
do
not
know
what
Danforth
would
have
done
.
While
we
were
gone
,
Pabodie
,
Sherman
,
Ropes
,
McTighe
,
and
Williamson
had
worked
like
beavers
over
Lake
's
two
best
planes
,
fitting
them
again
for
use
despite
the
altogether
unaccountable
juggling
of
their
operative
mechanism
.
