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272 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1977
“We must build our home—and we must build it quickly and well, or we are dead men. We are far from any trades hall, and there will be no union nonsense here. Working hours, with breaks for meals and bad weather, will be from seven in the morning till eleven at night. After that you can sleep...”
"...If all went well, the parties would explore about fifteen hundred miles of unknown coast and its immediate hinterland—a greater area of exploration in Antarctica than attained by any previous expedition."
"In midmorning, when the dogs were barking wildly, Mawson thrust through the tent funnel, aching and dispirited, to find Haldane and Johnson—at full stretch of their tethers—gnawing the wood of the old sledge; a leather strap that had been within their reach had been eaten half away. Three of the other dogs were straining and leaping for a share. Poor George lay apathetic, too weak to rise on his legs. He would have to be the first to die to feed men and dogs.
Mertz could not face it. Mawson took the .22 rifle from its place on the sledge and led George behind the tent—then, saddened, shot him through the brain. The sharp crack of the rifle stilled the five tethered dogs into startled silence—for a moment. When Mawson dragged the body for butchering on the old sledge, they were already slavering in expectation.
Mawson cut away the fullest leg muscles and then excised the liver, surprised to find it had not diminished in size due to the malnutrition. With Mertz now sawing, they cut up half the carcass and fed it, with the offal and the head, to five frantic animals. Their fangs ripped sinew from the skeleton and tore tail, offal, pelt into pieces that could be gulped; then five pairs of ravaging jaws cracked and crushed bone, and tongues licked away the marrow. In minutes, nothing of George was left in the snow.
They had much to do before they would eat their share. Mertz cut a strut from the old sledge and, with the knife, patiently shaped two wooden spoons. Then he repaired the vital spade; its broken handle was spliced with other strips of wood and bound with lampwick. Mawson shaped two disused tins into food and drinking pannikins and then sewed up tears in the tent cover..."