408 HUNTING WITH THE ESKIMOS 



instead of going away, as it might have been expected 

 they would do, remained to fight the float attached to 

 the harpoon. We were therefore enabled to approach 

 very close with the boat. I drew my rifle and 

 wounded one slightly, killed the other, which was se- 

 cured, and finally killed the one Kulutinguah had 

 harpooned. 



The old cow-walrus displays great affection for her 

 calf, and the calf will stick closely to the mother 

 even after she has been killed, and when the old one 

 sinks the little one will often go down with her and 

 drown rather than leave her. The second cow which 

 we killed had a very young calf, and before we could 

 haul the mother's carcass to the surface the little one 

 had been so long below water that it was nearly 

 drowned when it came up and lay upon the surface. 

 I killed it with my .22 rifle and we took the body into 

 the boat. 



We had a long row to land, and although when 

 we started there was almost a calm, before the walrus 

 were butchered and the meat cached a considerable 

 breeze had risen and a heavy swell was rolling in. 



It was now decided to run to the little island, pitch 

 camp, and establish a lookout. This we did, but the 

 wind soon increased to such an extent that harpoon- 

 ing from kayaks was out of the question, and pres- 

 ently all hope of further hunting for the day was 

 abandoned, camp was broken and we turned back to 

 Etah. 



Shortly after launching the boat a school of white 

 whales began blowing all around us. This is one of 



