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After The Conquest Of The South Pole By Amundsen Who, By A Narrow Margin Of Days Only, Was In Advance Of The British Expedition Under Scott, There Remained But One Great Main Object Of Antarctic Journeying - The Crossing Of The South Polar Continent From Sea To Sea

-Ernest Shackleton

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Ernest Shackleton

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After The Conquest Of The South Pole By Amundsen Who, By A Narrow Margin Of Days Only, Was In Advance Of The British Expedition Under Scott, There Remained But One Great Main Object Of Antarctic Journeying - The Crossing Of The South Polar Continent From Sea To Sea

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