says Dimitri.  The Doctor, “How is Mr. Evans?” “Alright, but low.”  But this had a good effect on him.  After the first few minutes we got their tent pitched and the food they brought us I was soon on the way preparing a meal for us all, but Mr. Evans cannot have pemmican, but the Doctor have brought everything that will do him good, some onions to boil and several other things.  Dimitri brought along a good lump of cake:  we are in clover.  To-night after the Doctor had examined my patient and we got through a good deal of talk about everything we could think of, especially home news and the return parties and the ship and those in her.  We were sorry to hear she had not been able to get very near, and that the mules had arrived, and I dont know what, we now settled down for a good night.  It seems to me we are in a new world, a weight is off my mind and I can once more see a bright spot in the sky for us all, the gloom is now removed.  The bliz is bad outside, and Doctor and Dimitri is gone and turned in, so will [I] once more, but sleep is out of the question.

    21st February 1912.

The day have been very bad and we are obliged to remain until it clears.  We are going to move off as soon as it clears, the day have been very cold, so we have had to remain in our bags, but things are alright and we have got plenty to eat now.  We have all retired for the night as the bliz is still raging outside.

    22nd February 1912.

The wind went down about 9 P.M., so we began to move and were ready to kick off at 10, and proposed to do the journey in two stages.  It was fearful heavy going for the poor dogs, we arranged so that Mr. Evans was on Dimitri’s sledge and Doctor and myself was on the other.  We have done about half the journey and are now camped for a rest for the dogs and ourselves.  We had a stiff 16 miles:  the Doctor and myself, we took turns in riding on the sledge and walking and running to keep up to the dogs.  Sometimes we sank in up to the knees, but we struggled through it.  My legs is the most powerful part of me now, but I am tired and shall be glad when it is over.  I must lie down now, as we are starting again soon for Hut Point, but the surface is getting better as we have passed White Island and can see so plainly the land.  Castle Rock and good old Erebus look so stately with the smoke rolling out.  It is so clear and calm and peaceful.  What a change in our surroundings of a few days ago and also our prospects.  Doctor and Dimitri have done everything they could for us.

    22nd February 1912.

We started off after a rest for the dogs and reached here at Hut Point at 1 P.M. where we can rest in peace for a time.  Dimitri and Crean are going to Cape Evans:  the ship is nowhere in sight.  Have had to get some seal meat and ice and prepare a meal.  Mr. Evans is alright and asleep.  We are looking for a mail now.  How funny we should always be looking for something else, now we are safe.