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they shake their wide heads, doubting because
they cannot comprehend. "The Machine"
goes up tomorrow.

Mr. Wilson's scurvy at last begins
to give way, the large purpuric blotches
which with anasarcous [anasarca] swellings so
disfigured his legs are fast disappearing.
Brook's has become more [plastic?]
takes his quinine regularly and allows
me to cut off his granulations. Hans
is nearly well. These are blessings to
me for we cannot bear a break in our
little circle. Morton gives me most unea=
=siness - his heel has a process of gangrene,
not large but descending into the ligaments
about the calcis, and with a decided
tendency to Erysipelas.

Wednes. Nov. 8.

Jubilate! Eureka!! The stove and
accompanying "Machine" rigged, the
outside temperature was mild not below
-12°, but the wood has been lessened
in consumption 1/3d. We burnt but 75
pounds from 6. a.m. to 11 p.m. and can
finish the day with 15 more. This
gives us a temperature below higher than
any yet enjoyed. +55°. Our last
consumption of wood by the old plan was
156 lbs for the same space of time with
a cabin temperature quite une[a]qual but
not above +47.

Thursday Nov. 9

The tide register with its wheel and
axle arrangement formed the leading
piece of to day. The inside work of
the brig is limited to chopping wood
for the absolute darkness [bound]- now close upon
us. Broke my large Ether Therm:
an unreliable instrument.