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wylie’s feast. 
fully singed, folded up, and put away the skin for 
another day, fully determined that this time he 
would lose no part of the precious prize. Having 
taken the paunch and emptied it, he proceeded to 
make a kind of haggis (rather a dirty one to be 
sure), by putting into it the liver, lights, heart, and 
small intestines, and then tying it up, thrust it into 
the fire to be roasted whole. This seemed to be 
a favourite dish with him, and he was now as happy 
as a king, sleeping and eating alternately the whole 
night long ; his only complaint now being that the 
water was so far off, and that as we had to carry it 
all up from the sand-hills to our camp, he could not 
drink so much as he should like, and in consequence, 
could not eat so much either, for it required no 
small quantity of liquid to wash down the enormous 
masses of meat that he consumed whenever he had 
an opportunity. 
May 24. — Leaving Wylie to continue his feast 
and attend to the horses, I went down to the beach 
to hunt again for crabs, of which I procured about 
three dozen, but still of the same small size as 
before ; a few larger ones were seen in the deeper 
clefts of the rocks, but I could not get at them ; 
indeed, as it was, I was very nearly terminating my 
crab hunting and expedition at the same time. The 
places where these animals were obtained, were the 
clefts and holes among large masses and sheets of 
rock close to the sea, and which were covered by it 
at high water ; many of these were like platforms, 
