as already mentioned in this narrative, among the events which occurred at the greely scientific colony, or fort conger, was the establishment of a newspaper, the first ever issued so near the north pole, the nearest approach to it previously having been “the ice-blink,” issued by kane’s expedition in 1854. it was projected by g. w. rice and c. b. henry, but lieutenant lockwood was the editor-in-chief. the sheet was fifteen by nineteen inches in size, first prepared in manuscript and then multiplied by photograph, published on the 2d of november, 1881, and semi-monthly as to time. as the musk-oxen, the walruses, and the bears and wolves of grinnell land took no interest in the enterprise, the patrons of the paper were confined to the colony of explorers. in his opening address, the editor proudly claimed that his corps of contributors embraced the finest minds in the country; that his reporters would always be “on the spot”; that the journal was certain to be superior to any other in the country; and that the subscription list numbered not less than twenty-five thousand—the last assertion being a servile imitation of what often appears in the papers of new york and other american 133 cities. and now, by way of giving the reader an idea of the style and character of this unique journal, it is proposed to reproduce in this chapter, as specimens, a collection of its editorials, contributions, items of news, and advertisements. in an article on “christmas,” the editor gives us the following pathetic reflections:
“our christmas-time has come and gone, and, although our geographical position is not a favorable one for the complete observation of this joyous anniversary, it was attended with many of the happy features that make its memory a pleasant landmark of the dying year. no boughs of ‘evergreen were berried bright’ (our crop of evergreens failed this season), but had they existed, the conditions for making them ‘white with rime’ were very favorable.
“christmas always attracts a crowd of joyous faces, and, although we missed the pleasure of ‘childhood’s grace and fair maiden’s blushes’ under the mystic mistletoe, the stalwart, bearded men who grasped hands under our smoke-begrimed roof felt indeed the inspiration of the gladsome time when the voice of man’s good-will to man speaks forth in everything. could the possessors of the kind hearts and hands that contributed so much to the pleasure of the party have looked in upon the happy, smiling faces, living again a day of their youth in the anticipation and surprise attending the bestowal and opening of the mysterious packages containing the presents, they would have felt more than rewarded for their kind thoughtfulness. lips unused to the task framed 134 grateful acknowledgments of the kind act. the interest in our happiness taken by the wife of the commanding officer was repeatedly shown, and when, as we sat down to our inviting christmas dinner, we contemplated a crowning proof of her kind good-will, repressed enthusiasm could no longer be restrained, and three rousing cheers for mrs. greely were given with an effect which proved beyond cavil the vigor of our lungs, and rendered unnecessary the weekly examination of the doctor.
“of course, the festive season brought with it regrets that would not be repressed, and longings that could not be satisfied, when processions of absent loved ones and severed friends followed the funerals of other christmas-days through thoughts that would wander over snow, and ice, and land, and sea, to the happy firesides where we knew they were gathered. but every one looked on the bright side of things, and extracted as much comfort and pleasure as possible under the circumstances; we even knew one sordid individual who congratulated himself on the immunity of his exchequer from the heavy drafts generally entailed by the purchase of christmas presents. we have not space to enter into a detailed account of all the happy features of the holiday. altogether, our christmas was a great success.”
by way of showing that there was nothing very frigid in the hearts of the explorers, another editorial is submitted, on the new year:
“christmas is gone, with all its pleasant associations, and we find ourselves on the threshold of a new 135 year. what thoughts the day recalls to a reflective mind! the exodus of the old, the advent of the new year; the past and the future, history and prophecy, the ceaseless alternation of life and death, the eternity of nature.
“the day is suggestive in another way. where were we a year ago? what doing? what looking forward to? where shall we be a year from now? what will be our surroundings, and what shall we look back upon? how distant seemed this day a year ago! how short now seems the time that has since elapsed!
“the new year of 1882 finds us a community of twenty-five men, living through the cold and darkness of an arctic winter, in a small house near the north pole, thousands of miles beyond any civilized habitation. a year ago saw us scattered—some in the cities, some on the plains of the far west, some occupied in quiet routine, some in the ceaseless changes and activity of the field. will the next year find us here with our surroundings as satisfactory and auspicious? we trust so, and this day is eminently a day for making good resolutions. we are free agents, and the future depends, in great part, on ourselves. let us, then, determine that, so far as lies within our power, we shall have no cause to look back with regret on the year just ushered in. the phrase is hackneyed, but none the less true:
‘of all sad words of tongue or pen,
the saddest are these—it might have been.’”
and now we come to a contribution addressed to the editor of the “arctic moon,” as follows:
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“as grinnell land is a recognized territory of the united states, and has a territorial form of government, a delegate from this territory is to be elected who is to take his seat at the opening of the forty-seventh congress. the undersigned offers himself as a candidate for the office, on the following platform: i am in favor of reaching the north pole by balloon, a liberal appropriation for the purchase of lime-juice, compulsory education, unlimited emigration, a homestead and sixty acres of land, one musk-ox and two esquimaux dogs to each actual settler. i am also a strong advocate of woman’s rights, but there is no good in rights without the woman. i am prepared to ‘chaw’ the points on the above platform; i think it is ‘plump,’ and will stand without being propped up.
(signed) “connell.”
and now, under the general heading of “moon-beams,” we come to the following paragraphs, which are not only spicy, but characteristic of the time and place with which they are identified:
“the british expedition found the ice in this harbor, january 1, 1876, twenty-eight and three-quarter inches thick. measurements made this day showed thirty-four inches. our average temperature for december was nearly eight degrees lower than theirs for the same month.
“the darkest day being a thing of the past, we shall soon find ourselves sliding down hill quite rapidly. we have made complete arrangements to have 137 the sun interviewed on his return to this country the latter part of february.
“the walrus seem to have emigrated, so that the dutch island people now take their daily exercise in peas.
“‘i wonder what is in the mess-boxes?’ is the oft-repeated query. have patience, brethren, time will show.
“old probabilities will be surprised to learn, that his enterprising colony at this point is indulging in outdoor sports with the thermometer at 40° below zero.
“to-day, at dutch island, lieutenant kislingbury was able to see the time of day holding his watch about one foot from his face.
“sergeant cross has made another addition to his already numerous trades—that of bottling samples of air for the examination and scrutiny of those not favored with a sniff of arctic breezes.
“sergeant brainard is excellent authority for the statement that the gate-money taken at the racing contest will be devoted to the advancement of geographical knowledge within the arctic circle. such being the case, the number of aborigines present will be a crucial test of the desire on the part of the grinnellites to bring their country into more general knowledge.
“wanted—a good family horse. will buy it cheap, or will take for his keeping, or keep for his taking. to be used on good country roads and for family driving. must be very gentle. no objections to a government mule. address jacob doboy.
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“wanted—a poet for the ‘arctic moon.’ must be strictly temperate and a good speech-maker. no tailors need apply. address this office.
“wanted—a humoristic writer for the ‘arctic moon.’ the present incumbent has suddenly become ill from too close application.
“information wanted of the greely arctic expedition. it strayed away from home last july, and was last heard from at upernavik, greenland.
“we beg leave to announce to the public that we have made extensive improvements in our establishment, whereby we can furnish at the shortest notice bread, twists, rolls, cakes, pies, tarts, and, in fact, anything in the baker’s line. wedding cakes made a specialty. are thankful for past patronage, and respectfully ask its continuance in future.
“frederick shootman, “san francisco longman, “merchant bakers.”
