The next evening alexander went around to make it up.
"The Mermaid of Druid Lake and Other Stories"
Charles Weathers Bump
Sitting there alone with his thoughts, alexander Barton was conscious of a shame that would stay with him for life, of a futile hopeless anger and despair with himself, of an ache that would take the taste out of life for many a month and year to come.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
The Polar drift, forcing through Smith Sound, left an open space of water about ten miles south of Cape alexander.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook