46 
SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION 
[July 
that all our finnesko were lying where they were left, 
which happened to be on the ground in the part of the 
tent which was under the lee of the igloo. Also Birdie's 
private bag was there, and a tin of sweets. 
Birdie brought two tins of sweets away with him 
as a luxury, for we had no sugar in our ration : 
one we had on our arrival at the Knoll ; this was the 
second, of which we knew nothing, and which was for 
Bill's birthday, the next day. We started eating them 
on Saturday, however, and the tin came in useful to Bill 
afterwards. 
The roar of the wind in the igloo sounded just like the 
rush of an express train through a tunnel. As it topped 
the rise it sucked our roof cloth upwards, letting it down 
with tremendous bangs. We could only talk in shouts, 
and began to get seriously alarmed about our roof.] 
Inside the hut we were now being buried by fine snow 
drift, which was coming through the cracks of the walls 
in fine spouts, especially through the weather wall and 
over the door in the lee wall. We tried to plug the inlets 
with socks, but as fast as we closed one the drift came in 
by another, and heaps of soft drift gradually piled up to 
6 and 8 inches on everything. It seems that the strong 
wind blowing over the roof of the hut sucked it upwards 
and tried hard to lift it off, producing so much suction 
into the interior of the hut that the fine drift came in 
everywhere notwithstanding our day spent in packing 
every crack and cranny. When there was no more snow 
drift to come in, fine black moraine dust came in and 
blackened everything like coal dust. The canvas roof, 
