Frank Hurley's Journal - December 10, 1915
All hands in tents to-day. Bleak and drifting snow, mild blizzard. Wind very erratic, veering from the North to West by South. Hope the ice will be loosening.
The boss hauls the cook over the coals for making some doughy bannocks.
Play elimination this afternoon in bags. We all have an attack of biliousness from hoosh this evening, which was too rich, being made from dog pemmican.
Hudson and the boss engage in a heated argument on the overmastering power of love.
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