130 British Antarctic Expedition. 
think that anyone, better than a novice on ski, 
realises the ups and downs of this life! 
The dogs suffered a good deal from frozen feet. 
In spite of the great cold, however, six puppies 
born seemed to do well under the snow. 
On the 24th May (H.M. the Queen’s birthday), 
the Duke of York’s flag waved on high, and three 
ringing cheers were given at the flagstaff. 
On the 25th a heavy gale was again blowing 
from the S.E. It blew in terrific gusts, carrying 
stones with it. The huts were shaking violently, 
and the snow-drift was blinding. Mr. Evans, whose 
duty it was to read off, was lost in crossing from 
the thermometer screen to the house, having for a 
minute let go his hold of the guiding rope which, 
as before mentioned, I had caused to be stretched 
between the camp and the screen. During that 
night we searched for him for three hours, in blinding 
snow-drift and great cold, before Mr. Fougner and 
the Finn Must succeeded in finding him. He was 
brought to the camp in an exhausted condition, 
vomiting severely. Under the tender treatment of 
the doctor, however, he soon recovered. During the 
search for Mr. Evans a comical incident occurred. 
In the tremendous snow-drift and dark, while the 
gale was at its strongest, it was very difficult to 
move about. All of us being out to look for 
Mr. Evans, I fought my way onwards, passing near 
to where a dog-kennel had been fastened to the 
ground. Hearing a remarkable noise in the kennel, 
and seeing two black legs moving hither and thither 
at the entrance, I thought it possible that Mr. Evans, 
in spite of his size, might have sought shelter there 
