along it many points we had extended views over the famous "North Water" of Baffin Bay. Its comparative freedom from ice raised our hopes for the early arrival of a relief ship. As we crossed the extreme head of the Peter- with glacier and looked down the length of that great ice-stream and across the rugged country lying between its lower reaches and North Star Bay, I was impressed more deeply than before with the foolhardiness of the attempt to walk from the schooner to Thule that was made by Norman and Taylor in February. Had they persisted in following the route that they were taking, they would surely have lost their way amid the mountains and gorges and have died of cold and hunger in the long nights of the season that was upon them. Our long descent of the ice cap to the head of the valley lead- ing to North Star Bay was an exhilarating slide, the dogs having to maintain full gallop to keep out of the way of the rushing sledges, and the last plunge of fifty yards to the base ground was made on the rear points of the runners, myself sitting as far back as the sled as possible, Mr. Rasmussen holding back on the upstanders and digging his heels into the snow and the dogs trailing on behind. It being now about six o'clock half of an hour a hut was made in the lee of a big boulder for rest and breakfast.