The Telegraph has reprinted the unseen final letter than Captain Robert Falcon Scott [wiki] wrote to his wife from his ill-fated journey to the South Pole in 1912:
Read the rest of the letter: Link"To my widow,
Dearest Darling – we are in a very tight corner and I have doubts of pulling through – In our short lunch hours I take advantage of a very small measure of warmth to write letters preparatory to a possible end – the first is naturally to you on whom my thought mostly dwell waking or sleeping – if anything happens to me I shall like you to know how much you have meant to me and that pleasant recollections are with me as I depart.
Yeah, it's really sad. I watched an hour long documentary about Scotts expedition. Really sad stuff.
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Sniffle, sniffle. Why doesn't anyone write that way anymore?
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I got to fight the lion!
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Very dignified last words to the love of his life, no self-pity or worry of his chances, only thoughts of his dearest and young child's futures.
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Yeah, the Brits were quite classy. Not like us sniveling Yanks.
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