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and [Mr.] Sonntag are manifestly failing.
The day was devoted to drying berths
and corking and drugging dietetic makeshifts [?]
Outdoors in addition to our routine work
we cut canvass for boat equipment.
Petersen is too knocked up to hunt.

Dr. Haye’s foot having started in unhealthy
granulations which I fear that the darkness of
his present bunk may affect [the sore] I must
[will] manage to remove him to the opposite corner -

Every sleeping place I have is now filled. [“Dr Kane’s”]
bed is a sort of general divan.

Thurs. Mar. 8.

Hans must now be at the huts -
if the natives have not gone South, if
the game (walrus & bear) has not [feasted?]
them or last and least probable - they
refuse to send us supplies - we [should] might
have fresh food in three days from this
[time] date. It may still come in time.

Stephensen and Riley are both dangerously
ill. Riley was moved to a perfectly dry &
heated platform - close to our stove - and his
bunk cleared of abundant ice for Dr. Hayes.
In cleaning this bunk I found that a rat
had built his nest in my insect [dome?]
destroying all our specimens - This is a [very]
grave [less?] for besides that they were light of carriage they comprised our entire collection
and though few in number were [high?] for this
stinted region, I had many spiders and
bees. Yet his is welcome to them if I yet catch him the fatter for the ration,

*omit*
The temperature which yesterday
meaned -47^o is now down to -25^o - the
wind from the S[outh?] brings instant warmth - I
cannot help attributing this to open water -

Today selected a [light] site for a cache -
Sonntag sick and a thorough nuissance
Selfish cry baby.

Our manila junk burns at the
rate of [9?] fathoms per diem -