For one moment then, between two hills, we perceive a grey speck over the sea, very, very far away, and then it finally disappears.
The way to the Pole is clear, no more obstacles to encounter; the sea, the ice-field, and the Unknown!
We look at one another for a moment, stupefied. Instinctively we draw together without saying a word. There is nothing, nothing whatever in the distance to tell us where our friends are; they are now shrouded in mystery.
“Farewell! Farewell! Our most fervent prayers go with you. May God help you! Honour and glory to your names!”
Alexis Machuron.
The Last Message from Andrée
The following message from Andrée shows the progress made by the hardy explorer. We reproduce it in facsimile.
