Rear Admiral Richard Evelyn Byrd worried in Antarctica last week. The work of his two-year expedition had gone as far as practicable. He had made several successful exploratory flights. Dr. Laurence McKinley Gould was back, hairy and dirty, from his 1,500-mi. geological trip to the Queen Maude Range. The Byrd ships, City of New York and Eleanor Boiling, were on the way from Dunedin, N. Z., to pick up the 42 men of his party, their records, rock specimens and equipment. The men were fretting for a...
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