560 and thought that I was all right after getting my blanket shirt on, but we had gone scarcely 100 yards before the cold gripped me like a hand of steel and I was gasping for breath. In fact I collapsed, though I did not faint away. Poor Tank was scared and so was I. He took my arm and steadied me across the ice foot and up 15 the igloo. Then we met Peter who shouted "Why Sir, your nose is freezing" and clapped his hand over the offending member. I could stand no longer, so the men helped me into the snow vestibule entrance of my home where I lay down on some hastily brought skins, while they threw others over me. Allen and Green help- ed - Some one lighted a primus and some one (Green?) gave me whisky. Tank rubbed my hands