Kent, Sussex, Hants, Dorset, Devon,
and Cornwall, one gets a fair idea of what "Griff" and Co. were playing
at.

Taylor was the first professional physiographer to visit the Antarctic
Continent, and besides being an all round man of science he was an
admirable fellow, with the widest outlook on life of any man amongst us.

I cannot pretend to write on geology; Taylor, Debenham, and Priestley are
still drawing up reports on Antarctic physiography and glacial geology on
our fossils collected, on the Barrier Movement, and the retreating ice of
that Frozen Wonderland. Some day another expedition, more up to date than
ours, will force its way into the Heart of that Frigid Zone. If this
expedition sets out soon, I hope I may command it when I am still fresh
and fit--if that great good fortune comes my way I shall telegraph to
Griff and ask him to be my "Uncle Bill," and to help me as Wilson helped
Scott.

As this is only a popular version of the last Scott Antarctic Expedition
I have not collected any scientific appendices, and I have tried not to
throw any bouquets at one member more than another--if I have failed I
have done it accidentally, for one has no favourites after nearly ten
years. My especial friends in the Expedition were the lieutenants,
Campbell, Pennell, Rennick, Bowers, and Bruce, and of the scientists I
was most fond of Nelson.

The concluding part of this narrative is concerned with our little ship,
for which we had such affection.

To connect the story up one must go back to the time when on March 3,
1912, the "Terra Nova" made her last call for the year at Cape
Evans--here she embarked those members returning home, who for various
causes had not been collected before. Then it will be remembered that
Keohane was taken to Hut Point and landed with Atkinson, and afterwards,
owing to the thickening up of the ice in McMurdo Sound, the ship's head
was turned Northward. The ice conditions off the Bay where Campbell was
landed were terrific, and the little whaler had a tough time forcing her
way out into the Ross Sea once more after failure to relieve him.

She arrived in New Zealand on April 1, to learn of Amundsen's success,
and I went home a physical wreck with Francis Drake, the secretary, to
carry out Scott's wishes in the matter of finance. It was many months
before I could get about in comfort; but my wife nursed me back to
health. Several scientific and other members dispersed to their
respective d