"An incident of our journey" (62) along the edge of the pack, was the securing of our first seal - Early one calm afternoon during our journey along the edge of the great pack now Mate Davis came into the cabin and called Captain Pickels to the deck. He came back directly saying that a big hooded seal was sleeping on a near by cake of ice. He got into his boots while I slipped off my kamikes and fol- lowed his example, and within a few minutes we were seated rifles in hand in the small boat, with Captain Come sitting in the stern and gently paddling us toward the seal. At 150 yards we opened fire and we certainly wasted ammunition in our excitement, for between us we fired thirteen shots at the poor beast. We got him all right and he proved to be an old bull, nine feet long from tip to tip weighing about 6 37 230 40 4