—from the diary of Thomas Orde Lees—
“24 July. Last night we got a splendid batch of 27 penguins, but as both bays are chock-a-block with ice, none can come up today. The Almighty has provided for us beyond our deserts.
“I never thought I should ever have to pray in earnest for ‘our daily bread.’ When one says, ‘Give us this day our daily bread,’ one cannot conceive of the possibility of being so absolutely destitute that one couldn’t get enough bread to keep body and soul together. One generally says these words as an expression of gratitude for the good things of the earth placed at our disposal, and yet here we are face to face with complete destitution and the possibility of starvation were it not for God’s sparing hand.
“I know that this sort of talk will be described as hypocritical cant on my part, but one really cannot ascribe our salvation to anything but divine intervention and one cannot deny that we are at God’s mercy.”