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SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [January 
hopeful of getting things right, but I fear it won't do to 
place more reliance on the machines. 
Everything looks hopeful for the depot journey if only 
we can get our stores and ponies past the Glacier Tongue. 
We had some seal rissoles to-day so extraordinarily 
well cooked that it was impossible to distinguish them 
from the best beef rissoles. I told two of the party they 
were beef, and they made no comment till I enlightened 
them after they had eaten two each. It is the first time 
I have tasted seal without being aware of its particular 
flavour. But even its own flavour is acceptable in our 
cook's hands — he really is excellent. 
Saturday, January 21. — My anxiety for the ship was 
not unfounded. Fearing a little trouble I went out of 
the hut in the middle of the night and saw at once that she 
was having a bad time — the ice was breaking with a 
northerly swell and the wind increasing, with the ship on 
dead lee shore ; luckily the ice anchors had been put well 
in on the floe and some still held. Penncll was getting 
up steam and his men struggling to replace the anchors. 
We got out the men and gave some help. At 6 steam 
was up, and I was right glad to sec the ship back out to 
windward, leaving us to recover anchors and hawsers. 
She stood away to the west, and almost immediately 
after a large berg drove in and grounded in the place she 
had occupied. 
We spent the day measuring our provisions and fixing 
up clothing arrangements for our journey ; a good deal 
of progress has been made. 
In the afternoon the ship returned to the northern ice 
