and now it became more acute. The flywheel persisted in working loose on the crankshaft despite all the engineer's efforts at tightening it inplace, and on Friday we learned that a crack had appeared in the hub of the wheel, caused by driving home the key as often as was necessary to keep the engine running at all. The cracked flywheel put the engine entirely out of commission for the time being, but the winds improved and about eight o'clock Saturday evening Captain Pickels announced that we had passed Cape Rich and were therefore in the Strait of Belle Isle. Sunday morning we could see Red Bay in the distance and a few miles northeast of there the place where the steam-ship "Diana", miles out of her course, went aground on Barge Rocks on 16 July, 1913, with the Crocker Land Expedition party and supplies on board, nearly wrecking the whole enterprise. On our way through the strait we passed many ice bergs, some of which were imposing in dimensions and beautiful in appearance and I got up a good deal of enthusiasm over them, never before having been close to any of those dangerous derelicts of the sea. Later experiences in Davis