206 Saturday, November 28, 1914. High NE winds: Clear - 13° I have forgotten to record that our Thanksgiving morning I had the heel of my left foot frozen. This is the first trouble I have had as far as any feet are concerned. Just before I started I walked behind the stove where Dee Lee was washing the floor. I got my hands wet. By the time I had reached the upper end of the wind the water had gotten thru my stockings and I suddenly realized my danger. I ran all of the way back to the house but not in time to save my heel. One cannot be too careful in this country. I was on watch all night and cooked today. I made a batch of very good mince pies – at least Hal said they were, and he is from the mince-pie region. This afternoon Tandi and I walked out to the Island. The wind was in an hysterical mood now breathing gently from the north and again descending with a tempestuous suddenness and force that made our return a long fight. Tat is not feeling very well. I think it is the irregularity of the life in here that is troubling and stirring up his comfort; just as it seems to tell in one way or another on the rest of the crowd. Kalaminyak, one of Obboyah's dogs, appeared yesterday with a hole thru her shoulder. The natives say that Oobkyah tried to kill her. Parishpha and Khtubanyak left yesterday for home.