as cold as hot as far as physical torture is concerned. We creep down into our warm cabin bags and criminals ourselves that we not explorers fifty years ago, who endured beneath frozen blankets. Wednesday, March 28. 4th day. A day of enforced idleness in camp D, held up by a sting northerly wind and drift. We have a snug snow house attached to Paribka's by a wall and floor. The boys have visited other igloos, and have passed the time playing cards and checkers. Have sent over to Eberius can of pemmican in each; for they in return have given us bear and walrus meat. Have dried out mittens, needed whip, and read Macbeth. Also written letters to Capt. Owen and Job.