[44] Wilson in the _Discovery Natural History Reports._

[45] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. pp. 11-12.

[46] Wilson's Journal.

[47] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. pp. 14-15.

[48] Raper, _Practice of Navigation_, article 547.

[49] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 13.

[50] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. pp. 21-22.

[51] Ibid. pp. 24-25.

[52] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 2.

[53] My own diary.

[54] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 25.

[55] Ibid. p. 60.

[56] Wilson.

[57] Wilson, _Discovery Natural History Report_, vol. ii. part ii.

p. 38.

[58] Wilson's Journal.

[59] Levick, _Antarctic Penguins_, p. 83.

[60] Levick, _Antarctic Penguins_, p. 85.

[61] Wilson in the _Discovery Natural History Report, Zoology_, vol. ii. part i. p. 44.

[62] _Discovery Natural History Report, Zoology_, vol. ii. part i.

Wilson, pp. 32, 33.

[63] Ibid. p. 33.

[64] _Antarctic Manual: Seals_, by Barrett-Hamilton, p. 216.

[65] Ibid. p. 217.

[66] _Discovery Natural History Report, Zoology_, vol. ii. part i.

by E. A. Wilson, p. 36.

[67] _Discovery Natural History Report, Zoology_, vol. ii. part i.

by E. A. Wilson.

[68] _Terra Nova Natural History Report, Cetacea_, vol. i. No. 3, p. 111, by Lillie.

[69] _Terra Nova Natural History Report, Zoology_, vol. i. No. 3, _Cetacea_, by D. G. Lillie, p. 114.

[70] _Discovery Natural History Report, Zoology_, vol. ii. part i.

pp. 3-4, by E. A. Wilson.

[71] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 22.

[72] Wilson's Journal, _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 613.

[73] Minute plants.

[74] Killer whale.

[75] Officers' mess on the Terra Nova.

[76] Griffith Taylor in _South Polar Times_.

[77] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 35.

[78] Ibid. p. 39.

[79] Ibid. pp. 54, 55.

[80] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 56.

[81] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. pp. 73-75.

[82] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. p. 62.

[83] _Scott's Last Expedition_, vol. i. pp. 68, 69.

CHAPTER IV

LAND

Beyond this flood a frozen continent Lies dark and wilde, beat with perpetual storms Of whirlwind and dire hail, which on firm land Thaws not, but gathers heap, and ruin seems Of ancient pile; all else deep snow and ice....

MILTON, _Paradise Lost_, II.

"They say it's going to blow like h.e.l.l. Go and look at the gla.s.s." Thus t.i.tus Oates quietly to me a few hours before we left the pack.

I went and looked at the barograph and it made me feel sea-sick. Within a few hours I was sick, _very_ sick; but we newcomers to the Antarctic had yet to learn that we knew nothing about its barometer. Nothing very terrible happened after all. When I got up to the bridge for the morning watch we were in open water and it was blowing fresh. It freshened all day, and by the evening it was blowing a southerly with a short choppy North Sea swell, and very warm. By 4 A.M. the next morning there was a big sea running and the dogs and ponies were having a bad time. Rennick had the morning watch these days, and I was his humble midshipman.