The captain, being a good shot with a ball, brought down one of these, which measured seven feet between the tips of the wings.

I have several times seen them twelve feet; and I heard a well-authenticated account of one measuring sixteen feet from tip to tip.

On the 22nd of June we came in sight of the high land on the northern part of the peninsula of the Cape of Good Hope, the far-famed Table Mountain, which looked its character very well, and really did not disappoint us, though, in general, its height, like that of most high lands, is most outrageously exaggerated in pictures.

The wind failed us during the day, and left us rolling about till the evening, when the breeze came too late to be of much use.

Next day we rounded the pitch of the Cape, but it blew so strong from the northward, right out of False Bay, accompanied by rain and a high sea, that we found it no easy job to hold our own, much less to gain the anchorage.