AH. 255 Wednesday February 17, 1915 NE wind drifting snow. Temp -6. Jerome has cut a passage thru the ice foot. I mention this because it proves that Mann is doing something useful while this wretched weather is not only not doing anything of value but is hindering all outside work, damaging susceptible dispositions and generally darkening all but mental landscapes. Incidentally my unbroken horizon of entertainment was nixed today by the positive knowledge that no matter how much I wished to walk out such an view would be unpleasantly cold. By a series of arduous computations occupy ing me for some over 4 minutes I, made the happy discovery that if we had a clear horizon to the south of us we should see the Sun. But that if is larger than seven thousand square miles for seventy seven years for it represents among various other rock piles the magnificent ridge of Cape Alexander. Then, I enjoyed writing these lines for it reminded me of the happy days in the Joy For ever. Never mind I shall have a J.F. of my own some day and then will not be an ice pit for a penguin nor this maggoty cavern for my only visitors -