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my companions took their sleep whilst I kept 
watch. At 7 p.m. I had to wake them, as the ice 
began to break up. It was not a moment too 
ON THE MARCH. 
early; it just gave us time enough to save our 
provisions by carrying them on to the top of the 
gravel slope, where drift snow and ice had formed 
a sort of gallery, about six feet broad, immediately 
on to the mountain wall. The drift snow had also 
formed a kind of fence at the outside of this gallery 
to the height of about four feet. In the six-foot 
groove between this fence and the perpendicular 
wall of Victoria Land we pitched our tent, but 
before doing so we had an arduous task. We 
hauled away, suffering intensely from the cold, our 
fingers dying as we hung to the ropes while pulling 
provisions and travelling gear up to our limited 
accommodation. The huge breakers washed over 
the beach and sent spray about us; it froze 
