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demand – also of you – that you are<br />
considerate towards me? I wish I could<br />
learn a little from you… Again today I<br />
close your diary feeling totally powerless!<br />
– How it bubbles and sparkles<br />
with life – in contrast to all the trivialities<br />
I dish up for you – simple, factual<br />
information to keep you up to date<br />
with what we are doing.«<br />
An expedition diary would obviously<br />
include “trivialities«:<br />
November 26th:<br />
»Dearest Dagmar. I feel I must say<br />
goodnight before I go to bed. It has<br />
been a busy day. Birket (ethnologist/anthropologist<br />
Kaj Birket-Smith) and I<br />
have been sitting down, working<br />
together and we have just finished.<br />
There’s a lot to take care of for the<br />
person in charge. Today I have prepared<br />
100 reindeer skins. All the members<br />
of the expedition need new clothes<br />
– and there are twelve of us.«<br />
Never condescending<br />
However, it was difficult for Knud to<br />
find peace and quiet for his literary<br />
work:<br />
»I would have excellent peace and<br />
quiet, if it were not for Peter (Freuchen),<br />
but he is such a chatterbox<br />
that there is seldom peace for long.<br />
Incidentally, he is a splendid fellow and<br />
is always in good spirits. We all admire<br />
his good spirits. He provides entertainment<br />
throughout the day, always full<br />
of stories.«<br />
Quieter were Birket-Smith, the<br />
archaeologist Therkel Mathiassen<br />
and Helge Bangsted, the assistant,<br />
who all suffered from the hardships of<br />
travelling – and in the case of Therkel<br />
Mathiassen, also from the food:<br />
»He is the only member of the expedition<br />
who finds it difficult to live à la<br />
Eskimo. He eats meat, even reindeer<br />
meat, with disgust and often prefers<br />
to go hungry rather than eat it. Not<br />
for nothing did he marry a cookery<br />
teacher.«<br />
It is characteristic for Knud Rasmussen<br />
that although he was able to laugh at<br />
people’s idiosyncrasies, he never spoke<br />
about anyone in a condescending<br />
manner. Not even in a completely<br />
private diary to his wife. Everyone<br />
Air Greenland inflight magazine 31<br />
■ Ilisimasassarsioriat qullersaqarfiat<br />
»Supoorut«.<br />
– without exception – was described<br />
as being skilful, helpful and a good<br />
comrade. »The Bellows« was overcrowded<br />
– particularly because of the<br />
many visiting Eskimos – and it was the<br />
pleasant atmosphere, the peacefulness<br />
and the cheerfulness that defined their<br />
everyday lives. And this is what he had<br />
to tell Dagmar – even though it was<br />
just »trivialities«.<br />
Knud Rasmussen concludes his diary<br />
with a description of Christmas. The<br />
exercise book was almost finished<br />
– and so, it seems, was he. His spirits<br />
were not the best and the otherwise<br />
neat handwriting was untidy, large and<br />
rushed for the first time:<br />
Fell asleep on Christmas Eve<br />
December 25th:<br />
»It was quite impossible for me to<br />
write yesterday – absolutely impossible,<br />
and I don’t think it’s going to<br />
work today either. It’s as though I got<br />
too close to you – and I yearned too<br />
much for you. It was a very quiet<br />
Christmas. It was spent reading all<br />
your old letters – which didn’t make<br />
the longing for you any less.<br />
In the evening I held a service in<br />
Greenlandic for the Cape Yorkers.<br />
■ Ekspeditionens hovedkvarter<br />
»Blæsebælgen«.<br />
They had asked me to do so and<br />
Birket-Smith read from the Gospel in<br />
Danish. We had decorated the mess<br />
hall with flags that covered both walls<br />
and Birket and Bangsted had made<br />
small cones and hearts of ordinary<br />
paper which they had painted red and<br />
blue.<br />
At the precise time when you were<br />
having – or were starting on – your<br />
Christmas Eve (we are 6 1 /2 hours after<br />
you) we all fell asleep; Peter, Birket,<br />
Bangsted and I – although we never<br />
usually sleep during the day. »<br />
December 27th:<br />
»I do not have the strength to write<br />
more. I am sending a fine head and<br />
shoulders portrait of myself – let a<br />
photographer take a picture of it – we<br />
dare not send the plate – and give it<br />
to those of my acquaintances who you<br />
think would like it.<br />
And so dear Dagmar, just a big hug! I<br />
wish you all the best – and hope your<br />
eyes get well again! I put my arms<br />
around your neck and kiss you – dear<br />
little Dagmar.<br />
<strong>Your</strong> Knud.«<br />
■ The expedition’s headquarters,<br />
»The Bellows«.