We could not remove it alone, and, notwithstanding our curiosity, we were compelled to wait for the arrival of my sons.

We returned to our work, and it was pretty well advanced when the tired and hungry party returned with their cart-load of bamboos.

We rested, and sat down to eat our goose.

Guavas and sweet acorns, which had escaped the storm, and which my sons brought, completed our repast.

Fritz had killed a large bird in the marsh, which I took at first for a young flamingo; but it was a young cassowary, the first I had seen in the island.