One day a huge sea-leopard climbed on to the floe and attacked one of the men.

Wild, hearing the shouting, ran out and shot it.

When it was cut up, we found in its stomach several undigested fish.

These we fried in some of its blubber, and so had our only "fresh" fish meal during the whole of our drift on the ice.
"As fuel is so scarce we have had to resort to melting ice for drinking-water in tins against our bodies, and we treat the tins of dog- pemmican for breakfast similarly by keeping them in our sleeping-bags all night.
"The last two teams of dogs were shot to-day (April 2) the carcasses being dressed for food.

We had some of the dog-meat cooked, and it was not at all bad--just like beef, but, of course, very tough." On April 5 we killed two seals, and this, with the sea-leopard of a few days before, enabled us to slightly increase our ration.