2 SCOTT’S LAST EXPEDITION [June 
The journey was planned to last six weeks, with a stay of sev- 
eral days near the rookery, but was shortened by the extreme cold 
and consequent consumption of their store of fuel, and the tem- 
pest which drove the party back from Cape Crozier. 
To the report written by Dr. Wilson various notes and details 
are added in square brackets from Mr. Cherry-Garrard’s diary. 
This diary, be it said, was never written for publication. It was 
a private record, for private remembrance. It tells of incidents 
and impressions in their personal bearing, and so telling, inciden- 
tally preserves the fuller human colouring that has been sedu- 
lously stripped away from Dr. Wilson’s objective record, written 
with a more strictly scientific outlook. 
Such notes have a manifold value. Every personality receives 
its own impression of the same incidents, recalls a different aspect, 
throws sidelights from a different angle. “The young traveller 
records for himself a fresh and vivid personal impression, un- 
diminished by reshaping into the perhaps necessary reticence of 
an official report. Not least, also, he gives us details about his 
chief which Dr. Wilson could not or would not have set down. 
His own share in the expedition is the more remarkable be- 
cause, short-sighted as he was, he could not wear his spectacles 
under such conditions. 
With the help of these notes, the reader can fill in somewhat 
of those lights and shades which the official report, addressed to 
a Polar explorer, needed not to add. Now that the other two 
comrades in the adventure are no more, Mr. Cherry-Garrard has 
been prevailed upon to let his diary be used as it is used here. 
Let him be assured that his chief fear is groundless—the fear that 
in allowing such very personal jottings to be quoted, he should be 
imagined to magnify his own share in the expedition, instead of 
insisting, as he would have insisted in a public report, on the won- 
derful work of his friends, the strength, the steadfastness, and the 
serenity with which they carried it through. There was never an 
angry word from beginning to end, even in the most trying times. 
These unpremeditated notes help to make Wilson and Bowers 
stand out in their true colours. 
Tuesday, June 27, 1911.—Leaving the hut at Cape Evans 
shortly before 11 A.M., Bowers, Cherry-Garrard and I started 
for our first march accompanied by Simpson, Meares, Griffith 
Taylor, Nelson and Gran, who all helped us to drag our two 
