452 SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [November 
white haze, the wind has dropped, and the picketing line 
is comfortable for the poor beasts. 
This, i p.m., is the feeding hour — the animals are not 
yet on feed, but they are coming on. 
The wind vane left here in the spring shows a pre- 
dominance of wind from the S.W. quarter. Maximum 
scratching, about S.W. by W. 
Sunday, November 5.— Camp 3. ' Corner Camp.' We 
came over the last lap of the first journey in good order — 
ponies doing well in soft surface, but, of course, lightly 
loaded. To-night will show what we can do with the 
heavier weights. A very troubled note from E. Evans (with 
motor) written on morning of 2nd, saying maximum speed 
was about 7 miles per day. They have taken on nine 
bags of forage, but there are three black dots to the south 
which we can only imagine are the deserted motor with 
its loaded sledges. The men have gone on as a support- 
ing partv, as directed. It is a disappointment. I had 
hoped better of the machines once they got away on the 
Barrier Surface. 
The appetites of the ponies are very fanciful. They 
do not like the oil cake, but for the moment seem to take 
to some fodder left here. However, they arc off that again 
to-day. It is a sad pity they won't eat well now, because 
later on one can imagine how ravenous they will become. 
Chinaman and Jehu will not go far I fear. 
Monday, November 6.— Camp 4. We started in the 
usual order, arranging so that full loads should be carried 
if the black dots to the south prove to be the motor. 
On arrival at these we found our fears confirmed. A 
