- - FOREVER. 225 Thursday December 17, 1914 Clear with NE wind Damp - 20° The wind is, to be exact, colder than hell! We ourselves this morning, at least I did. Jerome said that he was awake a t one but it was nearly dawn before he had mustered up courage enough to get out of his warm bunk and poke up the fire. Had it been my job to resurrect that worthless ol' man we should probably have been in bed yet. While we were at breakfast Fh and Eubanks arrived with a whole sledge-load of provisions. We hailed them with delight, rhetorically speaking. But in truth we were so cold and so unbreakfasted that a whole train load of provisions should not have brought us any wild joy, unless purchases came something hot and served in a livable temperature. However we controlled our frigid + per-moist melancholy to the extent of giving them a cup of coffee after and some bacon daintily served on the top of a chocolate tin. This done we guided them to the other side of the Island concealing our purpose until they were free to face with my igloo -- of which I am proud as, what? ... oh a mother of her first baby or a father of his whiskers (before he was old enough to be a father.) My fingers are cold. (That takes up a whole line.) I must wash the dishes now and then write some short hand. That practice, the 'phonography' I mean, not the dishes, too comes t be my favorite indoor sport!