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The din was terrific as the swift -moving tide raised the broken mass. Occasionally a long, spear-shaped berg would escape from the pressure below, shoot into the air like a green pea snapped from a pod, only to fall back and add to the weight of the field. Even if we could have shouted above this terrible din of breaking ice there was no one to hear us. The schooner was anchored ten miles away and around the point, and the nearest habitation was thirty miles away. We couldn't expect help from anyone. Our only hope must come from the ocean itself. If the boat would last long enough the change of tide might aid us in getting back to land. For every second in the next three hours we stared Death in the face, our hands literally tied. Little Avas said during the first hour; then, more to take our minds from our situation than anything efee we set up the motion picture camera and ground a few scenes, not with any idea of ever showing the pictures, but just to be doing something. We also made a few stills. In Scene 122, page 91, the skipper is contemplating his chances of taking a few quick steps across the small ice in an attempt to reach the berg in the background. While still undecided as to whether or not it would be a good idea, the berg which was as big as an office building slowly turned over.
I Avish to call your attention to the peculiar "gone" expression in the author's face as denoted in Scene 123, page 91. With great difficulty he is trying to visualize a grove of orange trees in full bloom. Under the circumstances we forgot about so-called pictorial composition, focal points, camera placement, lighting and exposure as you can readily si>e by the poor quality of the pictures on page 91. But this was no time for the enjoyment of photography. Even if this book had been written at that time we wouldn't have1 cared to read it. We had a magazine in the boat, and during the third hour the skipper spent most of his time reading an adventure story, but he threw the magazine away in disgust when he discovered that it was a serial. It Avas a waste of time; there was no assurance1 he would ever see tin4 next issue.
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