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SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [July 
sky. Curtain form in interwoven arcs, curtains being 
propelled along as if by wind ; the whole finally forming 
a vast mushroom overhead and moving towards the S.E. 
Colours, lemon yellow, green and orange/ 
It was such a striking display that we all three halted 
and lay on our backs for a long time watching its 
evolutions. 
Our sleeping-bags are beginning to show the effect of 
these low temperatures notwithstanding every care to 
keep them and our clothing dry. We left Cape Evans 
with three reindeer-skin bags for use to begin with, and 
a down bag each as a reserve lining. Cherry's fur bag 
was a very large one, much too large for warmth at these 
temperatures. My own was a good fit for warmth, but 
became so small when wet and frozen up that it broke 
in every direction. Bowers' bag was the right size for 
him, but also broke in more than one place later on when 
wet and frozen. All were as good as could be wished 
as regards the skins. Cherry has been so cold in his large 
bag with the hair inside that to-day he has turned it to 
hair outside, and bent his down bag as a lining to decrease 
the space. 
Bowers' bag, begun with hair outside, is still so in use. 
My own, begun with hair inside, is still so in use. All 
are already rather wet and stilf when frozen, but we sleep 
in them well enough, and have no difficulty in rolling 
them up and unrolling them at night. [Bill having 
cold bad nights — feels it a bit I think — I have been half 
falling asleep at halts, Birdie ditto — surface a little better 
— foreshortening the mountains. Clothes for day have 
