We saw numbers buzzing about the trees...Having pursued our walk inland we fell in with a swampy land in a valley with much brush wood; a rivulet of excellent fresh water ran briskly through it, emptying itself in the sea near to where I had ordered our boat to haul the seine.

We found the track of the natives and fell in with several of their gunnies or habitations.

These are constructed with a few boughs stuck up to screen them from the wind; bones of beasts, birds and fish were lying about them.

On the return to the boat, Mr.Barrallier shot a large hawk.

Our fishing-party had caught some fish, and would have been very successful, but two sharks got into the seine and tore it in several places: they were both brought on shore, one measuring seven feet in length.