4i6 FARTHEST NORTH 



I turn out in 50 degrees of cold, with a wind into the 

 bargain. Sittins: in a warm room at home one orets ex- 

 asfeerated ideas about the terribleness of the cold. It is 

 really not in the least terrible ; we all of us find ourselves 

 very well in it, though sometimes one or another of us does 

 not take quite so long a walk as usual when a strong 

 wind is blowing, and will even turn back for the cold ; 

 but that is when he is only lightly clad and has no wind 

 clothes on. This evening it is 51.2" Fahr, below zero, 

 and 14^ feet N.N.E. wind. Brilliant northern lights in 

 the south. Already there is a very marked twilight even 

 at midnight. 



"Monday, March 12th. Slowly drifting southward. 

 Took a long snow-shoe run alone, towards the north ; 

 to-day had on my wind breeches, but found them almost 

 too warm. This morning it was 51.6° Fahr. below zero, 

 and about 13 feet N. wind; at noon it was some degrees 

 warmer. Ugh ! this north wind is freshening; the barom- 

 eter has risen again, and I had thought the wind would 

 have changed, but it is and remains the same. 



" This is what March brings us — the month on which 

 my hopes relied. Now I must wait for the summer. 

 Soon the half-year will be past, it will leave us about in 

 the same place as when it began. Ugh! I am weary — 

 so weary ! Let me sleep, sleep ! Come, sleep ! noise- 

 lessly close the door of the soul, stay the flowing stream 

 of thought ! Come dreams, and let the sun beam over 

 the snowless strand of Godthaab ! 



