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Scott's Last Expedition

Thursday, November 23rd 1911

Camp 19. Getting along. I think the ponies will get through; we are now 150 geographical miles from the Glacier. But it is still rather touch and go. If one or more ponies were to go rapidly down hill we might be in queer street. The surface is much the same I think; before lunch there seemed to be a marked improvement, and after lunch the ponies marched much better, so that one supposed a betterment of the friction. It is banking up to the south (T. +9ยบ) and I’m afraid we may get a blizzard. I hope to goodness it is not going to stop one marching; forage won’t allow that.

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