146 HUNTING THE SEA OTTER. 



life, would fail to end their turbulence with thunderous roar 

 upon the coast. 



To be blown off the coast in our small hunting boats was 

 a constant danger, although impossible to avoid. But our 

 merry little Japs were as sensible of the peril as ourselves, 

 and encouraged each other with weird cries as they bent 

 their backs and put their staunch little hearts into the oars. 



