228 NEAREST THE POLE 



Since then dense fog with the accompaniment durmg 

 the last four hours of wet snow. 



The going after the first two hours was fair over old 

 hummocky ice from which most of the snow has 

 melted, and on which what water there is, is in small 

 pools. In clear weather and able to see ahead, it 

 would be good going. 



Under these circumstances, I gave up the idea of 

 sending the two men in for the Cape Alexandra cache. 



We will stick to the outer edge of the foot-ice. If 

 we can make Columbia, and get the meat there, well 

 and good; if not, we will keep right on to Hecla and 

 eat dog till we get there. 



Two large streams negotiated to-day. One by ford- 

 ing, sweeping sledges down and wetting almost every- 

 thing on them, the other by bridging a fortunate cafion. 



My clothes are now literally rotting from the con- 

 stant wet. I have got used to the disagreeableness 

 of the wet, but not yet to the stench of the last few 

 days, especially when in camp, and turned in. 



A seal was seen out on the ice, but he went into the 

 water before Egingwah could get near him. 



A nearly complete specimen of the same fish as I 

 found beyond Cape Alfred Ernest was also picked up 

 to-day, but the dogs got it all except the head. 



The whole width of this big glacier from Cape Alex- 

 andra west, is composed of heavy hummocky ice, 

 which, when broken off, will form " paleocrystic " floes. 



"Nungwoodie," the faithful gray dog, played out, and 

 was killed here. Very sorry to have him go. 



Two more days, or rather a continuous performance 



