How beautiful this mystery seemed to me, for I could not forget even this morning, the strange sensations I experienced.
All hands seem to have resigned themselves to their fate – an indefinite stay up here, on periphery of civilization. I’m sure we’ll all grow to appreciate the past when the future comes along.
At present we all are in good spirits. I’ve been able to get a lot of work done and all hands seem willing – after all, no place to go, no liberty! Life is sometimes like that out here.