150 SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [August 
light the blubber stove. We lost our depot of sledging 
meat under the new snow, and although we knew its 
position to within a few yards it took us a week's digging 
before we found it. 
August lo. — To-day we celebrated the return of the 
sun, but needless to say we did not see him, owing to a 
heavy gale. We made merry to-night over brain and 
liver hoosh, two biscuits, six lumps of sugar, and a stick 
of chocolate, finishing up with sweet cocoa. 
We have built up a high chimney, using snow blocks, 
seal skins, and an old biscuit tin, and we get much less 
smoke inside now. 
August 13. — The wind, which had eased in the early 
morning, began to freshen about 10. In spite of the gale, 
Abbott, Browning, and myself started over to the depot 
sledge in Arrival Bay. Before we got half-way across 
the bay the wind and drift came down, shutting out 
everything ; but we kept on and reached the depot, 
leaving a note in case a relief party came up. Each of us 
carried back a load of oil, or of mending material for 
repairing sledging gear. 
On our way back we saw the rays of the sun over the 
tops of the hills, and this made us feel very cheerful. 
August 14. — Blowing hard all night, but eased in 
the forenoon. Priestley managed to pick the brain 
out of one of the frozen seal carcases. I walked up the 
ridge at the back of the hut and had the first view of the 
sun. He was shining through a pink haze of drift and 
looked lovely. We stood blinking at each other for 
some time and then a frozen nose sent me home. 
