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Portrait of Robert E. Peary Robert E. Peary The North Pole: Its Discovery in 1909 under the auspices of the Peary Arctic Club

The brilliant sunlight, the good going save for the pressure ridges, the consciousness that we were now well started on the last lap of our journey, and the joy of again being in the lead affected me like wine. The years seemed to drop from me, and I felt as I had felt in those days fifteen years before, when I headed my little party across the great ice-cap of Greenland, leaving twenty and twenty-five miles behind my snowshoes day after day, and on a spurt stretching it to thirty or forty.
Perhaps a man always thinks of the very beginning of his work when he feels it is nearing its end.
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Portrait of Robert E. Peary Robert E. Peary The North Pole: Its Discovery in 1909 under the auspices of the Peary Arctic Club

And on this little ship are sixty-nine human beings, men, women, and children, whites and Eskimos, who have gone out into the crazy, ice-tortured channel between Baffin Bay and the Polar Sea—gone out to help prove the reality of a dream which has bewitched some of the most daring minds of the world for centuries, a will-o'-the-wisp in the pursuit of which men have frozen, and starved, and died.
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Portrait of Robert E. Peary Robert E. Peary The North Pole: Its Discovery in 1909 under the auspices of the Peary Arctic Club

It is not well for an arctic explorer to be too fastidious. A night in one of these igloos, with the family at home, is an offense to every civilized sense, especially that of smell; but there are times when a man, after a long sledge journey in the terrible cold and wind, hungry and footsore, will welcome the dim light shining through the translucent window of an igloo as one welcomes the light of home.
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