--FOREVER. 185 Saturday November 7 - 1914 Clear and cool (-10°=) with light breeze from NE. I made a very pleasant discovery today with regard to the weather at the Joy Foreman. I took my usual walk up the Flord about two hours of studying, when I left the house and when I returned there was almost no wind. But in the Ford and particularly above Dog Island the hills were breathing heavily across the ice and the snow was flying as in the old days. I have great hopes now that we shall not have the continual hard winds as at Etah but only the light freezes which do not petrify one's unprotected nose and cheeks... I suffer principally because my nose is of an inquisitive length and reaches out an unreasonable distance. It was frosted and excruciatingly tender for about twenty successive days last spring. Tank came out today driving his remarkable team of puppies. I say 'remarkable' because it is the least spite- ful epithet that can be applied to anything so abominable as a team of untrained esquimo dogs. Old dogs are bad enough but they usually at least try to proceed in one direction. But young dogs -- well no kind of brain could develop very highly in six months. Jenson ran the engine today for charging the bat- teris. As there was no hitch in proceeding this was an atmosphere of peace that is always very grateful to my innate desire for it. I am as interested as usual in chemistry, short-hand, and evolution -- but I would like ten minutes with a certain Dicky, Jr.