Winter Quarters. The last day of the sun and a very glorious view of its golden light over the Barne Glacier. We could not see the sun itself on account of the Glacier, the fine ice cliffs of which were in deep shadow under the rosy rays.

Impression.—The long mild twilight which like a silver clasp unites to-day with yesterday; when morning and evening sit together hand in hand beneath the starless sky of midnight...

While this work was in progress, our instrument-maker had his hands full; the clockwork mechanism of the thermograph had gone wrong: the spindle was broken, I believe. This was particularly annoying, because this thermograph had been working so well in low temperatures. The other thermograph had evidently been constructed with a view to the tropics; at any rate, it would not go in the cold.

Our instrument-maker has one method of dealing with all instruments —almost without exception...

First Sunday after Easter. the last day on which we shall see the sun from here until August 23rd, but it gave us a grand sunset to finish up with.

Church at 10.30 and then I went over all of the scientific arrangements in the hut and outside in the ice caves and magnetic hut.

Afternoon painting sunsets.

To-day the sun appeared for the last time for four months.

Looking back I realized two things.

That sledging, at any rate in summer and autumn, was a much less terrible ordeal than my imagination had painted it, and...

For the last time in many long months the sun could be seen over the ice tongue to the north. Daylight will soon be gone and the Antarctic night will rule the scene.

It’s Sunday, but we have busied ourselves anyhow in our map drawing.

This afternoon and this evening I...