Chapter NineteenGREENLAND SEA
JULY 1914
Our men are very superstitious and attribute our ill luck to various causes. One day it is put down to a comb which is universally used by all in the cabin…another day it is to a small pig
Captain A.H. Markham RN: 'A Whaling Cruise to Baffin's Bay and the Gulf of Boothia and an Account of the Rescue of the Crew of the Polaris' (London 1874) page 44
The snow continued all day and well into the night, swathing Lady Balgay with a white cover that muffled all noise but could not erase the memory of Mackie's death. What was left of the crew remained in the foc'sle, huddled together for warmth and what comfort they could find in each other's company, while I sat in the cabin I now shared with Thoms, wrestled fearfully with my imaginings and said little
