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Chapter 7
October 8, 1916: This is the last entry I shall make upon my manuscript. When
this is done, I shall be through. Though I may pray that it reaches the haunts of
civilized man, my better judgment tells me that it will never be perused by other
eyes than mine, and that even though it should, it would be too late to avail me. I
am alone upon the summit of the great cliff overlooking the broad Pacific. A chill
south wind bites at my marrow, while far below me I can see the tropic foliage of
Caspak on the one hand and huge icebergs from the near Antarctic upon the
other. Presently I shall stuff my folded manuscript into the thermos bottle I have
carried with me for the purpose since I left the fort--Fort Dinosaur we named it--
and hurl it far outward over the cliff-top into the Pacific. What current washes
the shore of Caprona I know not; whither my bottle will be borne I cannot even
guess; but I have done all that mortal man may do to notify the world of my
whereabouts and the dangers that threaten those of us who remain alive in
Caspak--if there be any other than myself.
About the 8th of September I accompanied Olson and von Schoenvorts to the oil-
geyser. Lys came with us, and we took a number of things which von
Schoenvorts wanted for the purpose of erecting a crude refinery. We went up the
coast some ten or twelve miles in the U-33, tying up to shore near the mouth of a
small stream which emptied great volumes of crude oil into the sea--I find it
difficult to call this great lake by any other name. Then we disembarked and went
inland about five miles, where we came upon a small lake entirely filled with oil,
from the center of which a geyser of oil spouted.
On the edge of the lake we helped von Schoenvorts build his primitive refinery.
We worked with him for two days until he got things fairly well started, and then
we returned to Fort Dinosaur, as I feared that Bradley might return and be
worried by our absence. The U-33 merely landed those of us that were to return
to the fort and then retraced its course toward the oil-well. Olson, Whitely,
Wilson, Miss La Rue, and myself disembarked, while von Schoenvorts and his
German crew returned to refine the oil. The next day Plesser and two other
Germans came down overland for ammunition. Plesser said they had been
attacked by wild men and had exhausted a great deal of ammunition. He also
asked permission to get some dried meat and maize, saying that they were so
busy with the work of refining that they had no time to hunt. I let him have
everything he asked for, and never once did a suspicion of their intentions enter
my mind. They returned to the oil-well the same day, while we continued with
the multitudinous duties of camp life.
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