﻿SOUTH 
  GEORGIA, 
  AN 
  OUTPOST 
  OF 
  THE 
  ANTARCTIC 
  

  

  441 
  

  

  ' 
  

  

  ing 
  their 
  plumage 
  

   coats 
  and 
  migrating 
  to 
  

   sea 
  when 
  they 
  are 
  

   eight 
  or 
  ten 
  months 
  

   old. 
  

  

  The 
  incubating 
  kings 
  

   can 
  shuffle 
  along 
  slow- 
  

   ly 
  in 
  spite 
  of 
  the 
  tgg 
  

   on 
  their 
  insteps. 
  They 
  

   are 
  fond 
  of 
  crowding 
  

   together 
  closely, 
  yet 
  

   seemingly 
  for 
  no 
  bet- 
  

   ter 
  purpose 
  than 
  to 
  fa- 
  

   cilitate 
  quarreling. 
  The 
  

   sitters 
  glare 
  at 
  each 
  

   other, 
  with 
  sinuous 
  

   necks 
  twisted 
  and 
  

   heads 
  cocked 
  sidewise, 
  

   and 
  deal 
  resounding 
  

   whacks 
  with 
  their 
  flip- 
  

   pers, 
  or 
  lunges 
  with 
  

   their 
  sharp 
  bills, 
  to 
  all 
  

   their 
  neighbors. 
  Often 
  

   whole 
  groups 
  will 
  be 
  

   engaged 
  in 
  an 
  indis- 
  

   criminate 
  skirmish 
  

   with 
  these 
  rapiers 
  and 
  

   broadswords, 
  and 
  it 
  is 
  

   a 
  wonder 
  that 
  no 
  harm 
  

   comes 
  to 
  the 
  eggs. 
  

  

  THE 
  KING 
  PENGUIN 
  

  

  TRUMPETS 
  EIRE 
  A 
  

  

  SOLDIER 
  

  

  A 
  band 
  of 
  king 
  pen- 
  

   guins 
  makes 
  a 
  glori- 
  

   ous 
  display 
  when 
  the 
  

   morning 
  sunlight 
  shines 
  on 
  the 
  golden 
  

   throats 
  and 
  orange 
  ear-patches 
  of 
  the 
  sol- 
  

   dierly 
  birds. 
  Sometimes 
  the 
  brigades, 
  

   scattered 
  here 
  and 
  there 
  over 
  the 
  beaches 
  

   and 
  moraines, 
  hail 
  and 
  answer 
  each 
  other 
  

   with 
  long-drawn, 
  martial, 
  bugle 
  calls, 
  and 
  

   then, 
  as 
  if 
  at 
  a 
  concerted 
  signal, 
  all 
  will 
  

   start 
  marching 
  toward 
  the 
  sea. 
  Some- 
  

   times 
  the 
  birds 
  stand 
  together 
  on 
  the 
  

   sunny 
  side 
  of 
  a 
  snowdrift, 
  preening 
  their 
  

   feathers, 
  "marking 
  time," 
  or 
  even 
  per- 
  

   forming 
  the 
  difficult 
  stunt 
  of 
  balancing 
  

   themselves 
  on 
  one 
  foot 
  and 
  scratching 
  

   their 
  heads 
  with 
  the 
  other. 
  

  

  When 
  a 
  king 
  penguin 
  trumpets, 
  it 
  

   stretches 
  grandly 
  to 
  its 
  full 
  height, 
  points 
  

   its 
  bill 
  skyward, 
  and 
  the 
  long 
  volley 
  rings 
  

   forth 
  from 
  an 
  expanded 
  chest. 
  At 
  the 
  

   close 
  of 
  the 
  call 
  the 
  head 
  is 
  tilted 
  forward 
  

  

  %V!M 
  

  

  THE 
  SUPERIOR 
  ATTITUDE 
  OP 
  THE 
  PROSPECTIVE 
  PARENT 
  

  

  with 
  a 
  jerk 
  and 
  the 
  bird 
  stands 
  at 
  "atten- 
  

   tion" 
  — 
  a 
  rigid, 
  histrionic 
  pose 
  always 
  held 
  

   for 
  several 
  moments. 
  The 
  persistence 
  of 
  

   an 
  ancient 
  instinct 
  is 
  shown 
  in 
  the 
  fact 
  

   that 
  both 
  the 
  king 
  and 
  Johnny 
  penguins 
  

   often 
  sleep 
  with 
  their 
  bills 
  behind 
  their 
  

   "armpits," 
  where 
  ages 
  ago 
  the 
  ancestors 
  

   of 
  penguins 
  may 
  have 
  had 
  warm 
  wing- 
  

   coverts. 
  

  

  HEADING 
  HOMEWARD 
  

  

  The 
  study 
  of 
  life 
  in 
  a 
  new, 
  strange 
  

   phase 
  made 
  the 
  weeks 
  pass 
  quickly 
  at 
  

   South 
  Georgia. 
  The 
  gales 
  and 
  the 
  snow 
  

   and 
  sleet 
  came 
  day 
  after 
  day, 
  with 
  only 
  

   an 
  occasional 
  burst 
  of 
  sunshine, 
  but 
  each 
  

   morning 
  saw 
  a 
  new 
  unfolding 
  in 
  the 
  life 
  

   histories 
  of 
  remarkable 
  animals, 
  many 
  of 
  

   which 
  will 
  soon 
  have 
  disappeared 
  from 
  

  

  