Oddly enough, they don't seem to excite the dogs; they simply alight within a few feet and wait for their turn in the drama, clamouring and quarrelling amongst themselves when the spoils accrue.

Such incidents were happening constantly to-day, and seriously demoralising the dog teams.

Meares was exasperated again and again.
The motor sledges were running by the afternoon, Day managing one and Nelson the other.

In spite of a few minor breakdowns they hauled good loads to the shore.

It is early to call them a success, but they are certainly extremely promising.
The next thing to be got out of the ship was the hut, and the large quantity of timber comprising it was got out this afternoon.
And so to-night, with the sun still shining, we look on a very different prospect from that of 48 or even 24 hours ago.
I have just come back from the shore.
The site for the hut is levelled and the erecting party is living on shore in our large green tent with a supply of food for eight days.