With better results Cook turned fowls and pigs loose to furnish the islanders with flesh-meat.

To this day the wild pigs which the settlers shoot and spear in the forests and mountain valleys, are called after Captain Cook, and furnish many a solitary shepherd and farmer with a much more wholesome meal than they would get from "tame" pork.

The Maoris who boarded Cook's ships thought at first that pork was whale's flesh.

They said the salt meat nipped their throats, which need not surprise us when we remember what the salt junk of an eighteenth century man-of-war was like.

They ate ship's biscuit greedily, though at first sight they took it for an uncanny kind of pumice-stone.