74. A DEAD WHALE. 
Jay high upon the rocks where the sea had left it. 
Dead sheep, pigs, fowls, and a vast number of horses, 
originally destined for the Mauritius market, mer- 
chandize of almost every description, together with 
part of the wreck of the vessel, lay scattered along 
the beach. Here I picked up, and retained as a 
memento, the Dove which had formerly’ orna- 
mented the figure-head of the ill-fated <<‘ Jessie.” 
A number of farmers from the neighbourhood had 
assembled to protect the property washed ashore; 
by one of these I was informed that they had as- 
sisted in burying the bodies recovered from the 
wreck of the “ Arnistou.” A short distance from 
this spot, a monument had been erected to comme- 
morate that melancholy event, which was still stand- 
ing. On the following morning we proceeded to 
Dyer’s Island, near which the vessel was wrecked. 
Several wine-pipes were observed standing on end, 
which suggested the idea that some of the unfor- 
tunate individuals missing might have succeeded in 
reaching the island, and had been endeavouring to 
make signals to the shore. Notwithstanding the 
surf was breaking with considerable violence, after 
several unsuccessful attempts, a boat put off for the 
island, but it was found impossible to effect a land- 
ing. ‘The persons who thus bravely hazarded their 
lives were near enough to discover part of the 
wreck and cargo, but could not perceive any of the 
bodies of the passengers or crew. 
Having gone down the coast for some considerable 
