It has become apparent, with more and more new arrivals by the day, that our current situation will not be as temporary as some might have hoped. Our provisions appear to be stable, but if we are to live together in such close proximity - which we seem destined to now - there must of course be an equitable assignment of duties.
The first order of business is the assignment of cooking duties. I assume we would all enjoy partaking in hot meals daily, so I am proposing two be served - one in the morning, one in the evening. Lieutenant Jopson can manage provisions and oversight of the actual cooking, of which we should all take part lest we survive on stale biscuits and Poor John.
[This is scribbled in later, as though Crozier was trying Very Hard not to think about it:] It should also be noted that we have access to spirits aboard Terror. Each man or woman who wishes to imbibe may have one ration of either rum or wine with the evening meal.
Second order of business is the removal of ice and snow from the top deck. It must not be allowed to accumulate. Our situation aboard Terror is precarious, and should the ice pile up too high the whole deck just may collapse on our heads. It must be a daily chore, and we must all share the duty of clearing it.
Lastly, until it can be determined that the creature in the ice will not attack, we must have a watch. No more than an hour at the time for those unaccustomed to arctic temperatures. Proper outwear will be necessary if extremities wish to be kept.
Linens and clean crockery seem to replenish, but I must insist on a clean ship. To whoever left the library in the great cabin in disarray - do not let it happen again.
I also do not expect any man (or woman) who has not enlisted to follow the Ship's Articles, but there will be order. Until such time it becomes necessary to change them, these are the Ship's New Articles:
1. The doors that are locked must not be unlocked.
2. No man or woman shall purposely harm another.
3. Shared provisions may not be hoarded or destroyed for whatever reason.
4. The medicines in sick bay are not to be handled by anyone other than Mr. Goodsir, or a medical assistant he sees fit to assign to added duties.
5. Do not eat from the tins.
Defying these rules will result in punishment. [Which he leaves at that.]
I expect you all to volunteer your time to keep our ship running in an orderly manner.
Capt. F.R.M. Crozier
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