Mie Winter in Victoria Land. ТОБ 
he had picked and dug in the frozen rocky ground 
until he had found a suitable last resting-place for his 
puppy. He covered it over nicely, and put a pole 
in as a mark. He evidently thought that this 
characteristic mark of affection had been unnoticed 
by us, and when I later on alluded to the incident, 
he blushingly remarked that he had done it out ot 
CAVE IN THE ROCK AT CAPE ADARE. 
consideration for the other dogs. “They might 
have eaten my puppy,” he said, “and become ill 
themselves.” But we who knew his soft heart and 
liking for his young dog, ascribed this touching act 
to even more noble motives. 
. The darkness and the silence weighed heavily on 
one’s mind. The silence roared in our ears ; it was 
centuries of heaped-up solitude. . 
On June 30th one of our sledge dogs returned 
