340 PROCEEDINGS COTTESWOLD CLUB 1912 



prominently on our starboard beam. At Mary Muss Bay we 

 signalled to shore in case a shipwrecked crew might have 

 made it their temporary home, but without response. 



With our diminishing supply of coal, anxiety began to 

 increase in many minds. The captain, too, was anxious ; we 

 must be getting south. One or two of us remained up all 

 night to watch the western coast-line ; by 3 a.m. we were 

 passing once more the bold cliffs which form the southern 

 cape, and which we had hailed the day before. Fulmars flew 

 silently at our side, gracefully keeping time with the swell of 

 the increasing sea. The wind howled in the rigging, and the 

 gloom upon the water was with us still. At last the faint 

 coast-line disappeared to northward and with it the last 

 vestige of Jan May en ! 



