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SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [March 
hard from the south, thick overhead, low stratus and 
drift. The sea spray again came over the ice foot and 
flung up almost to the dogs ; by Sunday morning the wind 
had veered to the S.E., and all yesterday it blew with great 
violence and temperature down to -n° and -12°. 
We were confined to the hut and its immediate environs. 
Last night the wind dropped, and for a few hours this 
morning we had light airs only, the temperature rising 
to - 2°. 
The continuous bad weather is very serious for the 
dogs. We have strained every nerve to get them comfort- 
able, but the changes of wind made it impossible to afford 
shelter in all directions. Some five or six dogs are running 
loose, but we dare not allow the stronger animals such 
liberty. They suffer much from the cold, but they don't 
get worse. 
The small white dog which fell into the crevasse on 
our home journey died yesterday. Under the best cir- 
cumstances I doubt if it could have lived, as there had 
evidently been internal injury and an external sore had 
grown gangrenous. Three other animals are in a poor 
way, but may pull through with luck. 
We had a stroke of luck to-day. The young ice pressed 
up off Hut Point has remained fast — a small convenient 
platform jutting out from the point. We found two seals 
on it to-day and killed them — thus getting a good supply 
of meat for the dogs and some more blubber for our fire. 
Other seals came up as the first two were being skinned, 
so that one may now hope to keep up all future supplies 
on this side of the ridge. 
