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The Antarctic Diaries Of Frank Wild

Rotten day. Started away at 8 a.m. in fresh breeze and drift, fortunately warm. Temp. 17, but darned uncomfortable to face. I was not able to eat my breakfast, and before the forenoon was up I was so done up that I had to walk behind S. to keep the wind off. At lunch my appetite returned partially, and I ate a good meal of raw beef and biscuit – feeling considerable better for it. During the afternoon I became jolly hungry and ate nearly a pound of Chinaman and tonight have made as good a dinner as anyone, so expect to be A.1 in the morning. The wind increased this afternoon and snow fell; it is now quite a blizzard. The Southern Journey