I am afraid the dogs will not pull through; they all look thin and these blizzards do not improve matters....

We have a week's provisions and one hundred and sixty miles to travel.

It appears that we will have to get another week's provisions from the depot, but don't wish it.

Will see what luck to-morrow.

Of course, at Bluff we can replenish." "We are now reduced to one meal in the twenty-four hours," wrote Mackintosh a day later.