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Barne's dogs lying down and refusing work. . . . Find it best 

 for sledges to run on fresh snow, and not over footmarks. . . . 

 6.50. Forced to call a halt; men and dogs completely done. 

 The dogs' feet give them a lot of trouble ; they lick them hard 

 at every halt. Several men have cramp ; we feel back muscles 

 and legs awfully. Weller was so done when we stopped that 

 he flopped across the sledge and broke the sling thermometer. 

 . . . Made good only four miles. . . .' 



This, with more to the same effect, goes to show that the 

 party were doing a great deal of hard work without much 

 result. By steering towards the land they only got into softer 

 and deeper snow, and therefore it was little to be wondered at 

 that on the 8th Royds decided to divide the party and to 

 attempt a further advance with Mr. Skelton and Dr. Koettlitz, 

 who, besides himself, were alone provided with ski. By this 

 time they were almost beneath the steep cliffs which fringe the 

 southern snow-slopes of Mount Terror. The level plain had 

 given place to long, steep undulations formed by the pressure 

 of the land-ice, and the silence about them was repeatedly 

 broken by the thunderous roar of an avalanche. On the 9th 

 the three officers set out on their ski, and with only one light 

 sledge behind them made much better progress until, getting 

 towards the eastern slopes of Terror, they again found them- 

 selves on a hard, wind-swept snow surface. They had still 

 some miles to go before they came to the junction of the 

 barrier edge with the land, and the calm weather which they 

 had hitherto enjoyed now deserted them, making it most 

 difficult in the drifting snow to see their exact whereabouts or 

 the nature of the snow conditions about them. Skirting the 

 slopes of the mountain, however, they pushed on until they 

 were forced to rise on a snow incline which came abruptly to 

 an end and was succeeded by long stretches of bare land over 

 which it was impossible to take the sledge. Here they made 

 their camp, and from it they could see the open Ross Sea and 

 the confused hummocked ice of the barrier where it forces its 

 way around the land. The penguin rookery in which our 

 record had been placed was still some distance from them, as 



