Farthest north; being the record of a voyage of exploration of the ship "Fram" 1893-96, and of a fifteen months' sleigh journey by DrNansen and LieutJohansen . hand engineer. Then I had to produce my cigars,which were also much enjoyed; and of course wekept holiday all the afternoon. At supper there wasanother surprise—a large birthday cake from the samebaker, with the inscription T. L. M. D. (Til lykkemed dagen, the Norwegian equivalent for Wishing ahappy birthday), In the evening came pine-apples, figs, and sweets. Many a worse birthday mightbe spent in lower latitudes than 81. The
Farthest north; being the record of a voyage of exploration of the ship "Fram" 1893-96, and of a fifteen months' sleigh journey by DrNansen and LieutJohansen . hand engineer. Then I had to produce my cigars,which were also much enjoyed; and of course wekept holiday all the afternoon. At supper there wasanother surprise—a large birthday cake from the samebaker, with the inscription T. L. M. D. (Til lykkemed dagen, the Norwegian equivalent for Wishing ahappy birthday), In the evening came pine-apples, figs, and sweets. Many a worse birthday mightbe spent in lower latitudes than 81. The evening ispassing with all kinds of merriment; every one is ingood spirits; the saloon resounds with laughter—howmany a merry meeting it has been the scene of! But when one has said good - night and sits herealone, sadness comes; and if one goes on deck there are SECOXD AUTUMN IN THE ICE 553 the stars high overhead in the clear sky. In the southis a smouldering aurora arch, which from time to timesends up streamers; a constant, restless flickering. We have been talking a little about this expedition,Sverdrup and L When we were out on the ice in the. A SNOW-SHOE EXCURSION (OCTOBER, 1S94) (From a rhotogrciph] afternoon he suddenly said, Yes, next October you will,perhaps, not be on board the Fram To which I had toanswer that, unless the winter turned out badly, I prob-ably should not. But still I cannot believe in this rightlymyself. 554 FARTHEST NORTH Every night I am at home in my dreams, but whenthe morning breaks I must again, like Helge, gallopback on the pale horse by the way of the reddeningdawn, not to the joys of Valhalla, but to the realm ofeternal ice. For thee alone Sigrun,Of the Sa^va Mountain,Must Helge swimIn the dew of sorrow. Friday, October 12th. A regular storm has beenblowing from the since yesterday evening. Lastni^ht the mill went to bits; the teeth broke off one ofthe toothed wheels, which has been considerably wornby a years use. The velocity o
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