At last O'Brien, who was a very brave fellow, went a-head of the beef-eaters, and saw her eyes glaring.

They borrowed a net or two from the carts which had brought calves to the fair, and threw them over her.

When she was fairly entangled, they dragged her by the tail into the menagerie.
All this while I had remained very quietly in the den, but when I perceived that its lawful owner had come back to retake possession, I thought it was time to come out; so I called to my messmates, who, with O'Brien were assisting the beef-eaters.

They had not discovered me, and laughed very much when they saw where I was.

One of the midshipmen shot the bolt of the door, so that I could not jump out, and then stirred me up with a long pole.