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in the early morning", drove back one boat which had 

 started to meet us. While waiting, heard of a dead seal 

 washed ashore, whose skeleton was secured from the 

 fishermen after the skin and blubber had been removed. 

 It was a fine middle-aged Halichaerus grypus, measuring 

 over 7 feet, and estimated at 2^cwt. or more '20 stone/ 

 Left Dugort about 5.10 p.m., and had a lovely sail up 

 Broadhaven Bay to Belmullet, where we found good 

 quarters at Mr. Murphy's hotel." The skeleton of the 

 Halichaerus here mentioned is still an object of interest in 

 the museum. 



The sea still proved impracticable for dredging, and 

 an excursion taken early next week to view the celebrated 

 " Stags of Broadhaven " occupied a longer day than the 

 visitors had reckoned on. 



"June 30. Monday. Sailed at lojwith a fine breeze. 

 Met a heavy roll outside. Trusting to the captain that we 

 should easily get back, we ran down before the wind and 

 round the " Stags" of Broadhaven. Saw no Gannets on the 



rock ; only a few sheep placed there by Mr. . After 



beating against a lee tide for 2 J hours, bore away for Port- 

 acloy, where there is a narrow sandy strand and snug 

 creek well sheltered from the S. W. Lunched on broiled 



mackerel at the C. G. With a guide made our way to , 



where the owner of the corragh declined to row us home, 

 thence to the Sandy Point, passing a tumular graveyard, 

 whence after firing six shots we were conveyed across the 

 Ferry, and hospitably received by the clergyman, after 

 which we walked across the bogs, in the dead of night, as 



far as , where through a window we observed Mr. 



leaping from his bed, and followed by an alarming figure 

 of a female in night habiliments, who however only lighted 

 her dudeen and re-established herself in the family bed. 

 Entering, we found the cows (4), calves (3), hens (several), 

 brooding hen under the bed, and the pony turned out on 

 the mountain. After f hour the pony was captured, and 

 brought into the house, where he nearly kicked D., and at 

 last we started on bags of hay for seats, the night drive 

 crossed a flow-bog which had burst across the road some 

 years agoand reached Belmullet at 2 a.m. for dinner." 



