pted to assuage at every halt by holding snow in my
hands and licking the drops of water off my knuckles----a cold and
unsatisfactory expedient. We travelled without burberrys--at that time
quite a novel sensation--wearing only fleece suits and light woollen
undergarments. Correll pulled for the greater part of the afternoon in
underclothing alone.

At forty-nine and a half miles a new and wonderful panorama opened
before us. The sea lay just below, sweeping as a narrow gulf into the
great, flat plain of debouching glacier-tongue which ebbed away north
into the foggy horizon. A small ice-capped island was set like a pearl
in the amethyst water. To the east, the glacier seemed to fuse with the
blue line of the hinterland. Southward, the snowy slope rose quickly,
and the far distance was unseen.

We marched for three-quarters of a mile to where a steep down grade
commenced. Here I made a sketch and took a round of angles to all
prominent features, and the conspicuous, jutting, seaward points of
the glacier. McLean and Correll were busy making a snow cairn, six
feet high, to serve as a back-sight for angles to be taken at a higher
eminence southward.

We set out for the latter, and after going one and a half miles it was
late enough to camp. During the day we had all got very sunburnt, and
our faces were flushed and smarting painfully. After the long winter at
the Hut the skin had become more delicate than usual.

Under a clear sky, the wind came down during the night at forty-five
miles per hour, lashing surface drift against the walls of the tent. It
was not till ten o'clock that the sledge started, breaking a heavy trail
in snow which became more and more like brittle piecrust. There was
at first a slight descent, and then we strained up the eminence to the
south over high sastrugi running almost north and south. Capsizes
became frequent, and to extricate the heavy sledge from some of the deep
furrows it was necessary to unload the food-bags. The drift running
over the ground was troublesome when we sat down for a rest, but, in
marching, our heads were just clear of it.

It was a long laborious day, and the four miles indicated by the
inexorable sledge-meter seemed a miserable result. However, near the
top of the hill there was a rich reward. A small nunatak slanted like a
steel-blue shadow on the side of a white peak to the south-west. There
was great excitement, and the sledge slid along its tracks with new
life