ttlement. Next morning, at daylight,
they set out, hoping to get some fresh fish for breakfast. They made
their way further down the harbour than they had before gone, intending
to go out to the end of some rocks which formed one side of a small bay.
Peter and Tom Wall had carried clubs with them, on the chance of
falling in with seals. On climbing over the rocks above the bay, they
caught sight of a mob of sea-lions, apparently fast asleep.
Approaching, they were quickly in the midst of the animals, and had
killed three cows and their calves before the rest discovered them.
Most of the animals, on awaking and seeing their foes, scuttled off in
their usual fashion into the water. One old bull, however, a large and
savage-looking creature, indignant at having his family thus destroyed,
charged at Paul, who was unable to turn and defend himself. Supposing
that he could run faster than the sea-lion, he scampered off inland, not
a bit alarmed, but shouting and laughing at the idea of having to run
away from a seal. The other men followed, trying to attract the
attention of the savage beast, who appeared to have singled out Paul as
the object of its vengeance. Paul ran on as fast as his legs could
move; but the old seal kept way with him as long as he remained on the
level ground. Matters were becoming serious, and he saw that, should
the creature catch him, he might suffer severely. Fortunately, a high
and rugged rock appeared before him; he made towards it, and succeeded
in scrambling up its side just as the seal reached his heels. The
animal was not to be stopped, and made a great effort to follow, but a
sailor in climbing was not to be overtaken by a seal; and just as Paul
reached the top, the disappointed brute tumbled over on its back. Tom
Wall, with his companion, who had just come up, was on the point of
striking the seal when Paul cried out, "Let the old fellow alone; he
deserves to live for the pluck he has shown, and we have more meat
already than we want." The bull, on recovering himself, instead of
attacking his other foes, made off round the rock, and took refuge in a
wood a little beyond it, where they could hear him bellowing loudly in
his rage and disappointment.

"I have heard tell of an old fellow in India, one Tippo Sahib, and to my
mind that's a good name for that old chap," said Paul. "If we ever come
across him again I shall know him by his ugly phiz."

While they remained in the neighbou