The clouds had at last broken, the sky was clear, and behind us the sun was shining.

That sight told us all.

It showed us where we were going.
I pointed to the sun.
"Look there," said I."There is the sun in the northern sky--behind us.

We have been drifting steadily toward the south." At this Agnew was silent, and sat looking back for a long time.

There we could still see the glow of the volcanic fires, though they were now many miles away; while the sun, but lately risen, was lying on a course closer to the horizon than we had ever seen it before.
"We are going south," said I--"to the South Pole.