Adventure stories; Castaways -- Fiction; Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction
Soon the whole party were gathered upon the beach at a point where the
channel could be forded at low water without wading deeper than the
knees. This was Smith’s first visit to the islet upon which his
companions had been thrown by the balloon. On their landing, hundreds
of penguins looked fearlessly at them, and the colonists armed with
clubs could have killed numbers of these birds, but it would have been
useless slaughter, and it would not do to frighten the seals which were
lying on the sand some cable lengths away. They respected also certain
innocent-looking sphemiscus, with flattened side appendages, mere
apologies for wings, and covered with scale-like vestiges of feathers.
The colonists marched stealthily forward over ground riddled with holes
which formed the nests of aquatic birds. Towards the end of the island,
black objects, like moving rocks, appeared above the surface of the
water, they were the seals the hunters wished to capture.
It was necessary to allow them to land, as, owing to their shape, these
animals, although capital swimmers and difficult to seize in the sea,
can move but slowly on the shore. Pencroff, who knew their habits,
counselled waiting until the seals were sunning themselves asleep on
the sand. Then the party could manage so as to cut off their retreat
and despatch them with a blow on the muzzle. The hunters therefore hid
themselves behind the rocks and waited quietly.
In about an hour half a dozen seals crawled on to the sand, and
Pencroff and Herbert went off round the point of the island so as to
cut off their retreat, while the three others, hidden by the rocks,
crept forward to the place of encounter.
Suddenly the tall form of the sailor was seen. He gave a shout, and the
engineer and his companions hurriedly threw themselves between the
seals and the sea. They succeeded in beating two of the animals to
death, but the others escaped.
“Here are your seals, Mr. Smith,” cried the sailor, coming forward.
“And now we will make bellows,” replied the engineer.
“Bellows!” exclaimed the sailor. “These seals are in luck.”
It was, in effect, a huge pair of bellows, necessary in the reduction
of the ore, which the engineer expected to make from the skins of the
seals. They were medium-sized, about six feet long, and had heads
resembling those of dogs. As it was useless to burden themselves with
the whole carcass, Neb and Pencroff resolved to skin them on the spot,
while Smith and the reporter made the exploration of the island.
The sailor and the negro acquitted themselves well, and three hours
later Smith had at his disposal two seal skins, which he intended to
use just as they were, without tanning.
The colonists, waiting until low water, re-crossed the channel and
returned to the Chimneys.
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