“March 5, Sunday.—­Turned out 6.15.  Overslept a little; very tired after yesterday.  Sun shining brightly and no wind.  It seemed strange last night, no flapping of tent in one’s ears.  About 8.30 came on to drift again.  Under way 9.20, both sails set.  Sledge going hard, especially in soft places.  If Hayward had not broken down we should not feel the weight so much.  Lunch 12.45.  Under way at 3.  Wind and drift very heavy.  A good job it is blowing some, or else we should have to relay.  All land obscured.  Distance about ten or eleven miles, a very good performance.  Camped 7.10 in the dark.  Patients not in the best of trim.  I hope to get in, bar accidents, in four days.

“March 6, Monday.—­Under way 9.20.  Picked up thirty-two mile depot 11 o’clock.  Going with a fair wind in the forenoon, which eased somewhat after lunch and so caused very heavy work in pulling.  It seems to me we shall have to depot someone if the wind eases at all.  Distance during day about eight miles.

“March 7, Tuesday.—­Under way 9 o’clock.  Although we turn out at 5 it seems a long time to get under way.  There is double as much work to do now with our invalids.  This is the calmest day we have had for weeks.  The sun is shining and all land in sight.  It is very hard going.  Had a little breeze about 11 o’clock, set sail, but work still very, very heavy.  Hayward and Skipper going on ahead with sticks, very slow pace, but it will buck them up and do them good.  If one could only get some fresh food!  About 11 o’clock decided to camp and overhaul sledges and depot all gear except what is actually required.  Under way again at 2, but surface being so sticky did not make any difference.  After a consultation the Skipper decided to stay behind in a tent with three weeks’ provisions whilst we pushed on with Smith and Hayward.  It seems hard, only about thirty miles away, and yet cannot get any assistance.  Our gear is absolutely rotten, no sleep last night, shivering all night in wet bags.  I wonder what will be the outcome of it all after our struggle.  Trust in Providence.  Distance about three and a half miles.

“March 8, Wednesday.—­Under way 9.20.  Wished the Skipper good-bye; took Smith and Hayward on.  Had a fair wind, going pretty good.  Hope to arrive in Hut Point in four days.  Lunched at No. 2 depot.  Distance about four and a half miles.  Under way as usual after lunch; head wind, going very heavy.  Carried on until 6.30.  Distance about eight or nine miles.

“March 9, Thursday.—­Had a very bad night, cold intense.  Temperature down to -29° all night.  At 4 a.m.  Spencer-Smith called out that he was feeling queer.  Wild spoke to him.  Then at 5.45 Richards suddenly said, ‘I think he has gone.’  Poor Smith, for forty days in pain he had been dragged on the sledge, but never grumbled or complained.  He had a strenuous time in his wet bag, and the jolting of the sledge on a very weak heart was not too good for him.