On the previous day, being Sunday, Pullen preached a capital sermon, drawing comparisons between the undertaking in which we were about to engage, and the march of the Israelites to the Promised Land. The hymn "for those at sea" was sung and the Holy Communion celebrated, at which latter service there was an exceptionally good attendance, the number of communicants amongst the men having largely increased. From each sledge flew the bright colours of its commander's standard: a swallow-tailed flag bearing the armorial colours, and emblazoned with the crest of its owner, each charged with the red cross of St. George. In addition, the two boats displayed from their mast-heads Captain Nares's Union Jack and a white ensign. Worked by the fair hands of some loved and cherished one at home, these standards, as they fluttered out bravely before a gentle breeze, kindled our enthusiasm, whilst they materially added to the spirit and gaiety of the scene. The sledges were arranged in the following order:--"Marco Polo" (with a boat), "Challenger," "Victoria" (with a boat), "Poppie," "Bulldog," "Alexandra," and "Bloodhound;" the latter was only a small sledge party ordered to accompany us for three or four days, then supply us with three days' provisions, and return to the ship to report our progress. At eleven o'clock, everything being in readiness for a start, all hands assembled on the floe, and prayers were read by Pullen. The hymn, "God, from whom all blessings flow," was then sung, after which the order was given to "fall in," and, amidst the hearty cheers of those few who were left behind, the sledging parties moved off. The captain and officers accompanied us for a short distance, when, wishing us Godspeed, they turned to go back. This was a signal for three cheers from the travellers, after which they settled down to their work, and the march was steadily commenced. The first day's march was necessarily a short one. It was to many their introduction to the "drag-ropes," and symptoms of fatigue were soon detected, caused by the energetic exertions of the inexperienced, who, unlike the veterans of the previous autumn, overtaxed their strength in their ardour to perform a good day's work. The temperature at starting was 33° below zero, and at this it remained steady the whole day, rendering the task of writing up our journals when we halted extremely unpleasant and painful.