Translated material
Captain Scott: Letters of a Dead Man
This summer, the remains of the Terra Nova ship were discovered off the coast of Greenland, in which the famous British officer and researcher Robert Falcon Scott went to his last expedition to the South Pole.
The attempt to conquer his conquest tragically: having reached the pole and making sure that the Norwegian expedition of Amundsen had already visited them, the British died on the way back from hunger, cold and exhaustion in March 1912. Locked by a snowstorm in a tent, they died there for more than a week, not reaching only 11 miles to the expected meeting place with the rest of the expedition. 
Having frozen in the snow of Antarctica, Captain Scott kept a trip diary and wrote letters, the last of which was published only in 2007. The most famous of these letters , the dating of which is officially recognized as the death of the captain, is addressed: my wife/widow.
Personally, in the letters of Captain Scott, it is completely amazed that no spontaneous disasters, hardships and physical suffering could force the dying officer to change the impeccable literary style. This is an egregious inconsistency between tragic circumstances and a calm, verified narrative of his dying records - a detail that seems to me much more important to the heroic and scientific details of the deceased expedition.
And it seems that I am not alone in this. On the base of the monument to Scott in the center of London, in the square near Waterloo Place, the final lines from his farewell letters to compatriots were knocked out. It ends with the words:
Had We Lved, I Shoup Have Had a Tale To Tell of the Hardihood, Enduraance, And Courage of My Companions Which Would Have Stirred of Evry Englishman. These Rouchh Notes and Our Dead Bodies Must Tell the Tale.
This is the subjunctive structure overloaded with modal verbs - Had We Live, I Shoup Have Had ... - A much more significant monument to the officer and gentleman Scott than all his polar discoveries and research successes. Today, having a pack of money in the pocket of proper thickness, you can go to any end of Antarctica by commercial flights. But you can’t buy any dignity with which the officer who died in the ice mighted for contemporaries and offspring modal verbs.