These I appropriated; and, before getting round to where we had fired on the sea-horse, Weymouth espied an eider-duck sitting on a shelf of the shore crags.

From her we got five eggs of a beautiful pale-green color.
"No need of starving here, I should say," Weymouth remarked as we made our way along the ledges, pretty well laden with muskets, geese, and our caps full of eggs.

"There won't be much bread, to be sure; but then a fellow can live on eggs and birds, can't he ?" "I hope so, Weymouth.

Hard case for us if we can't." "That's so.

But don't you be down in the mouth about this scrape.