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of the " little medusoid," which, he soon found, was Salpa 

 spinosa an addition to the oceanic mollusca of Irish 

 waters.) 



So, with the big* seal on board at last, they went on in 

 triumph to Aran, where the Saturday and Sunday were 

 spent. But with such a cargo as Rone-More in charge, no 

 time could be wasted. On Monday he took leave of Aran's 

 " great open rounded bays, with caves overhung, and re- 

 echoing with the great dash of the rollers." " Left Aran 

 Harbour in our small glothiogue at a quarter before 1 1. . . . 

 About half-past 3 landed at Claddagh. Great scramble 

 among the fishermen. Procession formed, and seal con- 

 veyed at last safely to the station." 



Few, but characteristic, are the notes (occupying one 

 page of his little pocket-book) of the twenty-four hours 

 spent in Galway. " Tuesday, Aug. 24th. To Prof. King 

 and the College. Mr. Noon, Galway, will send up seals' 

 heads and paws, and help me about the Sunfish. To the 

 Salmon Weir. Saw Mr. M. and Mr. T., who kindly pro- 

 mised to help me about Salmo gallivensis, which is said 

 to occur in May. Returned to Dublin by the 4 afternoon 

 train. I now weigh 8 stone 8 Ibs., i.e. 12 Ibs. less than 

 last winter." 



He carried back a huge store of still unsifted dredgings, 

 skins, plants, and other prizes, to Dublin ; but uppermost 

 in his mind was still " the old solitary bull of Eagle Rock," 

 and this chapter may conclude with the lay in which he 

 vented his delight at the fall of " Rone-More Thorang." 



THE JOYS OF ROUNDSTONE ; OR, THE SEAL-HUNTER'S 

 RETURN. 



Hurrah for the joys of Roundstone ! 



Hurrah for the boundless sea ! 

 Hurrah for the rolling waters, 



The Atlantic breezes free ! 



Hurrah for Carrig-a-mackan, 



Lashed evermore with foam ! 

 'Tis there the grey old Seal-King 



So long has made his home. 



