OUR HOME AT SHIPWRECK CAMP 101 
from the south and the land, being in that direc¬ 
tion, was set off by the twilight glow, and the sun 
was getting nearer and nearer to the horizon as 
the days went by. We saved a chronometer from 
the ship but it got somewhat banged about in the 
transfer from the ship to the camp, so that we 
could not depend upon it. I had a watch which 
I have carried for a number of years and which I 
was careful never to allow to run down. 
Each house had a watchman, every man taking 
his turn. It was his duty to keep the fires going. 
At 6 a. m. the watchman would call the cook; our 
meal hours were the same as those which we had 
observed during the past few months on the ship. 
Lights were out at 10 p. m. and all hands turned 
in. We had a stove in the centre of the room in 
each house and around the stove on three sides, 
built out from the walls, were the bed-platforms, 
which came close to the stove and were on a some¬ 
what higher level. Here we slept warmly and 
comfortably on the mattresses we had saved from 
the ship. 
There was plenty to occupy our minds. In ad¬ 
dition to our sewing and other daily tasks, there 
was time for games of chess and cards and fre¬ 
quently of an evening we would gather around the 
fire and have a “sing.” Sometimes, too, we would 
dance; I remember one night catching hold of 
