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‘Another depot' was the Cope Number 3 depot. It was about 30 miles away, not 50.

8 March 1916

I
N THE MORNING
of 8 March Mackintosh was left behind, 30 miles from Hut Point. Joyce, Richards and Wild, and the four dogs were then to haul the sledge with both Spencer-Smith and Hayward on board, although Hayward was hobbling along at times.

They pitched the conical tent over Mackintosh and set him up with provisions. In Richards's memory he was comfortable there, quite willing to comply with the others and made no complaint or any comment. He thought Mackintosh seemed ‘a bit dull', as though he didn't seem to know what was happening.
1

Spencer-Smith made no diary entry.

Richards clearly remembered the night of 8 March. They turned in at about 10.30 p.m., very cramped for space as there were five in a three-man tent. It was a terrible night; pitch dark and so cold that they all shivered violently the whole night through. Their sleeping bags were threadbare and filled with ice condensed in the fur.
2
Mackintosh had written previously about the cold nights of March, how he ‘shivered most of the night' and the ‘lower temperature caused the bags which were moist to freeze
hard'. None of the men slept and spent the night ‘twisting and turning'. To Mackintosh: ‘sleep in these conditions is impossible'.
3

Spencer-Smith said he had stomach pains, and he was bleeding from the bowels. They could see the blood seeping through his sleeping bag.
4

Joyce: ‘Wished the Skipper goodbye. Took Smith + Hayward on. Had a fair wind, going pretty good. Hope to arrive in Hut Pt in 4 days. Lunched at Copes No. 2 depot. Did about 4½ miles.'
5

Hayward:

5.30 pm. Blowing hard with drift. Fixed up Skipper in camp & got under way 10 o/c going difficult.

I manage to get along somehow but the pain in my legs is excruciating. We made No 2 depot at lunch & camped. After lunch going improved & we camped having travelled 9 M for day.
6

Richards: ‘Marched approximately 8 miles. Haywood just  staggering.'
7

Wild wrote: ‘Very cold.'
8

They camped 20 miles from Hut Point.

9 March 1916

Spencer-Smith died in the early morning. Even though he had taken some opium, Richards believed this was to relieve his stomach pains, not to take his own life. Richards remembered taking a vial of opium tablets out of Spencer-Smith's vest pocket and saw that it was full except for four. Richards was sure he had not poisoned himself. He did not believe Spencer-Smith took enough tablets – four would not have hurt him even if he had taken them all that night.
9

Richards wrote more on Spencer-Smith in his book
The Ross Sea Shore
Party
. He tells us that from 29 January, until 8 March when he died, Spencer-Smith was on the sledge. They tried to do what they could to make life more comfortable for him and they were upset that they had not done more. Richards felt that the jolting of the sledge must have been almost
unbearable at times. Now, within two days' march of comparative safety, his loss seemed so tragic after what he had been through.
10

Richards believed that Spencer-Smith had a high sense of duty and this led to him losing his life. He no doubt felt that the final depot just had to be made for Shackleton and he pushed himself to the limit to carry this out. Richards felt that a man with a lesser sense of obligation would have turned back earlier.
11

They dug a grave and buried him. They had to roll his body (in his sleeping bag) to the grave dug in the snow as they were too weak to lift it. Hayward sat against the sledge with his back towards the operations refusing to look.
12

Wild: ‘Woke up this morning and found poor Smith dead at 6am.'
13

Joyce:

Had a very bad night, cold intense. Temperature down to -29 all night.

Smith was groaning + singing out practically the whole time as he was in pain with gripes for which he was taking opium. 4 o'clock AM he asked Wild the time + started laughing at him + asked him if he lost his bearings.
14

Richards remembered that Spencer-Smith spoke to Wild in a jocular manner, as Wild got up from his sleeping bag to relieve himself, saying: ‘Have you lost your bearings Tubby?'
15

Wild: ‘He asked me the time at 4 o'clock and spoke to Richards afterwards. It was very cold last night, that and all the hardships he has gone through did it.'
16

Richards:

Smith died at about 5am. At about 4am he asked Wild the time (we were all unable to sleep owing to the extreme cold and iced conditions of the bags) and somewhere about 4.15 – 30 as I was up on my bag he said:

‘If your heart's [behaving] funny what is the best thing to do, sit up or lie down?'

I said that I did not know but thought it best to lie still…
17

Sometime later Richards looked across at Spencer-Smith. Joyce said Richards called out: ‘I think he has gone.'
18

They thought he had been dead for some little time as ice had formed on his eyelashes and beard.
19
Here's Hayward: ‘On getting up we found that Smith had died during the night & we're able to fix the time from various incidents at about 5 o/c AM.'
20

Joyce:

Poor chap after being ill for 57 days. We left him at 83° for a week + carried him on the sledge for 40 days. He had a strenuous time in his wet bag + the jolting of the sledge on a very weak heart was not too good for him. Sometimes when we lifted him on the sledge he would nearly faint, but during the whole time he never complained.

Wild looked after him from the start.
21

Wild:

We had carried him for 40 days & he was laid up for a week before that, so he was very weak & his bag was wet through (as was all of ours) & that made him colder. He was complaining about the cold during the night but we couldn't do anything.
22

Richards:

… All night he had been restless but he expressly told us not to take notice of him the night previously. He had been suffering from pains in the stomach for some days and he took say 10 tablets of opium all told … The night before he died he had a severe attack and took 4 tablets.

We have pulled him helpless for 40 days over a distance of 300 miles. He has been laid up for 47 days and complained some 10 days previously. He should never have been allowed to go beyond 81S.
23

Joyce: ‘We buried him in his bag at 9 o'clock at the following position: Ereb. 184 – Obs. Hill 149 Dis 93. We made a cross of bamboos + built a mound + cairn, with particulars.'
24

Richards: ‘Bearings Erebus 184°, Observation Hill 149°, Mt Discovery 93°.'
25

Hayward: ‘We buried him at 9 o/c erecting a cairn & cross. It was bitterly
cold in the night, & this combined with his weak condition was no doubt the cause of death.'
26

And Wild, a day later, wrote: ‘We buried Smithy as reverently as possible at 9am, yesterday. We built a cairn over him, & put a rough cross made of two bamboos. It's a great pity, him dying within 20 miles of Hut Point.'
27

(A January 1917 medical report by Cope stated: ‘Spencer-Smith's death. Although he was in such good spirits and so near safety, his death was due to the effects of scurvy reaching his heart, an almost invariable effect in prolonged cases. But it is also possible that his previous heart trouble may have made this organ liable to an early attack. Another factor which aggravated his case was that he took opium to send him to sleep.'
28
)

A sad party heads for Hut Point, only 20 miles away

Their mood of the four men was understandably sombre as they set off for Hut Point without Spencer-Smith, and with Mackintosh out on the Barrier on his own. If the dogs were in good spirits there would have been a joyous clamour of welcome as the men arose for the day but they too were tired. On the march the men saw the lack of effort from the dogs by their low-carried heads and trailing tails, showing an utter weariness of life.

Typically Joyce was out in front for the day's march, with the harness slung over his shoulder, bent forward with the whole weight of the trace. Now and again he would raise and half turn his head to cheer on the others. That night there was little joy in their diaries.

Richards: ‘We marched perhaps 10 miles today and made very hard work of it.

‘We are weak and the dogs too have scurvy, I think. They have no heart.'
29

Hayward: ‘All realizing the necessity of getting into Hut Pt if we are to save our lives & of course that of the Skipper. Dogs do not seem to do anything much & progress is slow. Put up 9 M for day.'
30

Joyce:

After that got under way with Hayward on sledge. Found going very hard, as we
had a northerly wind in our faces, with a temperature below 20. What with frostbites, etc., we are all suffering.

Even the dogs seem like giving in; they do not seem to take any interest in their work.

We have been out much too long, and nothing ahead to cheer us up but a cold, cheerless hut. We did about 2½ miles in the forenoon; Hayward toddling ahead every time we had a spell. During lunch the wind veered to the south with drift, just right to set sail. We carried on with Hayward on sledge and camped in the dark about 8 o'clock.

Turned in at 10, weary, worn, and sad.

Hoping to reach Depot tomorrow.
31

10 March 1916

On the morning of 10 March Joyce, Richards, Hayward and Wild were only 10 miles from Hut Point. They had 5 miles to travel across the last of the Great Ice Barrier and from there it would be a few more miles around the edge of the sea-ice to be within 2 miles of Hut Point. These 2 miles would be a last small step, if the sea was frozen over, otherwise it would be a
two-day
trek around the hills to get to Hut Point.

The first part of their day went well, as did the trek to the edge of the sea-ice, but the sea-ice was not frozen, which meant they could not walk directly to Hut Point. They then had no alternative but to climb the steep slopes and camp for the night. They were so exhausted they could take no more than a couple of steps up the hills before having to rest. They even thought of sleeping in the snow.

A serious problem now confronted them – how would they get the incapacitated Hayward around the slopes to Hut Point the next day?

Joyce:

Turned out as usual. Beam wind, going pretty fair, very cold. Came into very soft snow about 3; arrived at Safety Camp 5 o'clock.

Got to edge of Ice Barrier; found passage over in a bay full of seals. Dogs got
very excited; had a job to keep them away. By the glass it looked clear right to Cape Armitage, which is 4½ miles away.

Arrived there 8 o'clock, very dark and bad light. Found open water.
32

Hayward: ‘We were disheartened to find that a big lane of open water & fissures barred further progress forcing us to turn.'
33

Joyce:

Turned to climb slopes against a strong north-easterly breeze with drift. Found a place about a mile away, but we were so done up that it took until 11.30 to get gear up. This slope was about 150 yds up, + every 3 paces we had to stop and get breath.
34

Wild:

Well we got there after the most strenuous day ever I've done in my life. We got up there. I've never been more done up.

I took my sleeping bag up last and after every two steps I fell on top of it and had a spell. I rolled it up, was too weary to carry it. I was in a good mind to open it out & turn in & chance it. We finished at 11.30pm all done in.
35

Hayward, stricken with scurvy, was aware that he was of little help: ‘After getting tent up they returned for bags &c. whilst I fixed the camp & we all turned in exhausted & utterly played out.'
36

Joyce: ‘I think this is the worst day I ever spent. What with the disappointment of not getting round the Point, and the long day and the thought of getting Hayward over the slopes, it is not very entertaining for sleep.'
37

Mackintosh spent the night alone in his tent, out on the Barrier, 30 miles from Hut Point.

11 March 1916

The next day started well when Joyce, and then Richards with Wild, checked the state of the sea-ice from the hills and saw that it looked secure.
This meant they might be able to descend the hills and cross to Hut Point over the ice. They found a way down to the sea-ice and even though the sea-ice was not firm they took the risk and kept going. Finally, they arrived at
Discovery
hut.

The hut was only an empty wooden shed with no heating or bunks. However, they were now safe, and to these four men the hut represented security. As Richards wrote in his book: ‘There was no one there, and of course we had expected no one'. They found that snow had seeped into the hut and they had to pass Hayward through a window to enter.
38

Many years later he recalled having an overwhelming desire for fresh meat when they were getting close to seals. He tells us it was rather extraordinary how his system reacted when they crossed a crack in the ice to go into the hut and there were several seals there. He says he had a strong urge to kill one of them ‘and to drink the blood'. To him it was an amazing feeling, an almost overpowering one and he believed that if the hut had been further away than just a hundred yards he would have killed one of the seals there and then. He remembers that his system was crying out for the blood – and that feeling he had never forgotten – it remained very vividly in the forefront of his mind, sixty years later.
39
But their first step on arrival was to have a meal of cooked dried vegetables, and then to kill seals for fresh meat.

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