The ship lay steady all night, and the sole sign of continuing pressure was an occasional slight rumbling shock.

We rigged shelters and kennels for the dogs inboard.
The weather on August 3 was overcast and misty.

We had nine hours of twilight, with good light at noon.

There was no land in sight for ten miles from the mast-head.

The pack as far as the eye could reach was in a condition of chaos, much rafted and consolidated, with very large pressure-ridges in all directions.