Il8 SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [January 
westward in the hope of finding a larger and easier glacier. 
Even if unsuccessful we should be breaking new ground, 
and Priestley could put in some good collecting from 
the different moraines, while I surveyed. 
January 21. — A fine morning, but wind in the 
mountains. After getting a round of angles, we started, 
my party crossing the Boomerang Glacier and working 
down the west side of the Melbourne Glacier, while I 
sent Levick's party back the way we came, down the 
east side of the Melbourne Glacier, with orders to collect 
from the different exposures, and join us at the S.W. 
entrance of the main glacier. 
The surface was better, and we camped that evening 
on the south moraine of the Boomerang and well down 
the Melbourne Glacier. 
We had been unable to wear our glasses yesterday 
climbing, and were now paying the penalty, for we were 
all snow-blind, so we dressed each other's eyes vv^ith 
Hemisine, and turned in very sorry for ourselves. 
January 22. — Only one eye among the three of us, 
and that belongs to Dickason. He tells me that it is a 
lovely morning, and that he can see to cook hoosh. After 
hoosh our last hope goes and we do no more cooking 
that day. We have all had snow-blindness before, but 
never anything like so bad as this, and are in great pain. 
Priestley's eyes and mine are quite closed up, and I think 
Dickason's are nearly as bad, 
January 23. — Eyes better, but still very painful. 
Started after breakfast. Surface a little soft, but good 
pulling on ski. 
