With great care we might have a dog's chance, but no more.
It seems a pity, but I do not think that I can write more. For God's sake look after our people.
We are very near the end, but have not and will not lose our good cheer.
Hunger and fear are the only realities in dog life: an empty stomach makes a fierce dog.
Great God! This is an awful place.
But we have been to the Pole and we shall die like gentlemen. I regret only for the women we leave behind.