This cat became a well-known and much photographed member of the crew of the Terra Nova.  He is said to have imitated the Romans of old, being a greedy beast, by having eaten as much seal blubber as he could hold, made himself sick, and gone back and resumed his meal.  He had most beautiful fur.  When the ship was returning from the Antarctic in 1911 Nigger was frightened by something on deck and jumped into the sea, which was running fairly rough.  However, the ship was hove to, a boat lowered, and Nigger was rescued.  He spent another happy year on board, but disappeared one dark night when the ship was returning from her second journey to the South in 1912, during a big gale.  He often went aloft with the men, of his own accord.  This night he was seen on the main lower topsail yard, higher than which he never would go.  He disappeared in a big squall, probably because the yard was covered with ice.

Wilson rejoined the ship at Melbourne; and Scott left her, to arrange further business matters, and to rejoin in New Zealand.  When he landed I think he had seen enough of the personnel of the expedition to be able to pass a fair judgment upon them.  I cannot but think that he was pleased.  Such enthusiasm and comradeship as prevailed on board could bear only good fruit.  It would certainly have been possible to find a body of men who could work a sailing ship with greater skill, but not men who were more willing, and that in the midst of considerable discomfort, to work hard at distasteful jobs and be always cheerful.  And it must have been clear that with all the energy which was being freely expended, the expedition came first, and the individual nowhere.  It is to the honour of all concerned that from the time it left London to the time it returned to New Zealand after three years, this spirit always prevailed.

Among the executive officers Scott was putting more and more trust in Campbell, who was to lead the Northern Party.  He was showing those characteristics which enabled him to bring his small party safely through one of the hardest winters that men have ever survived.  Bowers also had shown seamanlike qualities which are an excellent test by which to judge the Antarctic traveller; a good seaman in sail will probably make a useful sledger:  but at this time Scott can hardly have foreseen that Bowers was to prove “the hardest traveller that ever undertook a Polar journey, as well as one of the most undaunted.”  But he had already proved himself a first-rate sailor.  Among the junior scientific staff too, several were showing qualities as seamen which were a good sign for the future.  Altogether I think it must have been with a cheerful mind that Scott landed in Australia.

When we left Melbourne for New Zealand we were all a bit stale, which was not altogether surprising, and a run ashore was to do us a world of good after five months of solid grind, crowded up in a ship which thought nothing of rolling 50 deg. each way.  Also, though everything had been done that could be done to provide them, the want of fresh meat and vegetables was being felt, and it was an excellent thing that a body of men, for whom every precaution against scurvy that modern science could suggest was being taken, should have a good course of antiscorbutic food and an equally beneficial change of life before leaving civilization.