We followed, carefully, and soon passed the reef; after which the boys were very busy with the sails, putting the vessel on the homeward course, when, waving his hand to me, Fritz turned in the opposite direction, and quickly vanished behind the point, which I afterward named Cape Farewell. When missed by his brothers, I said he had a fancy to explore more of the coast, and if he found it interesting he might, instead of only a few hours, remain absent for two or three days. Toward evening, we sailed into Safety Bay. CHAPTER XVII. Juno's epitaph--Fritz does not appear--We start in search of him--A cachalot whale--The unexpected appearance of a savage--Fritz in a dusky disguise--He leads us to Fair Isle, and shows us the wonders therein--The stranger--Fritz narrates his adventures--How he saw Toucans--Encountered a tiger--Lost Pounce--Found the Smoking Rock, and Jenny Montrose--The history of the stranger--Wolves dispute our right to the whale--Coco joins his brethren--Jack and Jenny search for the truant--We leave Pearl Bay--A hearty reception--A visit to Falconhurst--Jack displays our stud--The rainy season again. The mother and Franz, though somewhat startled by the unexpected absence of Fritz, were delighted to see us return safely, and listened with eager interest to our adventures. My wife shuddered, and scarcely suppressed an involuntary scream as she heard of our desperate encounter with the lion and his mate. Jack's danger and providential escape, too, made her tremble; and so pale did he still look, that she could scarcely believe he was uninjured. Tears came into Franz's eyes when he heard of the sad death of poor old Juno; and he inquired most tenderly whether her remains had been brought back, that they might be interred near the house which had been her home for so many years. Next day he saw her buried carefully; and Ernest, at his request, produced an epitaph, which was inscribed upon a slab of stone above her grave. JUNO, A servant true lies here; A faithful friend, A Dog, To all most dear; Who met her end Fighting right bravely in her master's cause. The flesh of the wild boar and the truffles were handed over to the mother, who received them with delight, promising us therefrom many a savory dish. She would fain have had the boar's head too; but my word was pledged to Ernest that it should adorn his museum, and, though my lips watered to taste it baked in Hottentot fashion, I would not break my promise. This splendid head, therefore, together with the lions' skins, we carried to the tannery on Whale Island, where they were cleaned and dressed.