There was no senseless chatter about mutiny, no selfish bickering.
They were sturdily resolved to stick together and make the best of a
bad bargain. For a month they lived in a burrow in the sand, knocking
a seal on the head whenever they needed food. As preparation for the
journey they made knapsacks of sealskin, filled them with the dried
flesh, and used the bladders for water bottles. Muskets on their
shoulders, they trudged for sixty miles, when no more fresh water could
be found, and they retreated to their camp to await the rainy season.
Now they built a sort of hut under the lee of a cliff and varied the
diet of seal by catching armadillos and stewing them in seaweed. Their
patience was amazing, and Seaman Isaac Morris wrote of this weary
inaction:
Nothing remarkable happened to us in the course of these three
months. Our provision, such as it was, did not cost us much
difficulty to procure, and we were supplied with fire-wood from
a small coppice about seven miles distant. We seldom failed of
bringing home something every night and generally had a hot supper.
The time passed as cheerfully as might be with poor fellows in such
circumstances as ours.
Again they set out on foot, in the month of May, after burdening their
backs with seal and armadillo meat, and traversed a barren, open
country until incessant cold rains chilled them to the bone and no
supplies of any kind were obtainable. There was prolonged argument,
and the majority was for returning once more to the hut they had left
behind as the nearest refuge. Back they toiled over the same old trail,
cast down, but not disheartened, and still loyal comrades who “bound
themselves never to quit each other unless compelled by a superior
force.” They had a certain amount of order and discipline, four of
them out hunting for food on one day and remaining in camp the next
day while the other four ranged the country for deer and the coast for
seal. Wild dogs were numerous, and several litters of puppies were
adopted until every man had a brace of them as his faithful friends and
helpers. Several young pigs were also taken into the family, and they
trotted contentedly along with the dogs.
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