Pennell was getting up steam and his men struggling to replace the anchors.
Meanwhile the ballast team has been going on merrily, and to-night Pennell must have some 26 tons on board.
She is at present wedged in with the pack, and I think Pennell hopes to warp her along when the pack loosens.
Later Pennell told me he had been trying to look behind the berg and had been going astern some time before he struck.
After getting things going at the hut, I walked over and suggested that Pennell should come round the corner close in shore.
Pennell is truly excellent in his present position--he's invariably cheerful, unceasingly watchful, and continuously ready for emergencies.
From Pennell down there is not an officer or man who has not done his job nobly during the past weeks, and it will be a glorious thing to remember the unselfish loyal help they are giving us.