I may here remark that the stuffing had been devised by Peterkin specially for the occasion.He kept the manner of its compounding a profound secret, so I cannot tell what it was; but I can say, with much confidence, that we found it to be atrociously bad, and, after the first tasting, scraped it carefully out and threw it overboard.We calculated that this supply would last us for several days, but we afterwards found that it was much more than we required, especially in regard to the cocoa nuts, of which we found large supplies wherever we went.However, as Peterkin remarked, it was better to have too much than too little, as we knew not to what straits we might be put during our voyage.
It was a very calm sunny morning when we launched forth and rowed over the lagoon towards the outlet in the reef, and passed between the two green islets that guard the entrance.We experienced some difficulty and no little danger in passing the surf of the breaker, and shipped a good deal of water in the attempt; but, once past the billow, we found ourselves floating placidly on the long oily swell that rose and fell slowly as it rolled over the wide ocean.
Penguin Island lay on the other side of our own island, at about a mile beyond the outer reef, and we calculated that it must be at least twenty miles distant by the way we should have to go.We might, indeed, have shortened the way by coasting round our island inside of the lagoon, and going out at the passage in the reef nearly opposite to Penguin Island, but we preferred to go by the open sea; first, because it was more adventurous; and, secondly, because we should have the pleasure of again feeling the motion of the deep, which we all loved very much, not being liable to sea sickness.
"I wish we had a breeze," said Jack.
"So do I," cried Peterkin, resting on his oar and wiping his heated brow; "pulling is hard work.Oh dear, if we could only catch a hundred or two of these gulls, tie them to the boat with long strings, and make them fly as we want them, how capital it would be!""Or bore a hole through a shark's tail, and reeve a rope through it, eh?" remarked Jack."But, I say, it seems that my wish is going to be granted, for here comes a breeze.Ship your oar, Peterkin.Up with the mast, Ralph; I'll see to the sail.Mind your helm; look out for squalls!"This last speech was caused by the sudden appearance of a dark blue line on the horizon, which, in an incredibly short space of time, swept down on us, lashing up the sea in white foam as it went.We presented the stern of the boat to its first violence, and, in a few seconds, it moderated into a steady breeze, to which we spread our sail and flew merrily over the waves.Although the breeze died away soon afterwards, it had been so stiff while it lasted, that we were carried over the greater part of our way before it fell calm again; so that, when the flapping of the sail against the mast told us that it was time to resume the oars, we were not much more than a mile from Penguin Island.
"There go the soldiers!" cried Peterkin as we came in sight of it;"how spruce their white trousers look, this morning! I wonder if they will receive us kindly.D'you think they are hospitable, Jack?""Don't talk, Peterkin, but pull away, and you shall see shortly."As we drew near to the island we were much amused by the manoeuvres and appearance of these strange birds.They seemed to be of different species, for some had crests on their heads while others had none, and while some were about the size of a goose others appeared nearly as large as a swan.We also saw a huge albatross soaring above the heads of the penguins.It was followed and surrounded by numerous flocks of sea-gulls.Having approached to within a few yards of the island, which was a low rock, with no other vegetation on it than a few bushes, we lay on our oars and gazed at the birds with surprise and pleasure, they returning our gaze with interest.We now saw that their soldier-like appearance was owing to the stiff, erect manner in which they sat on their short legs, - "Bolt-up-right," as Peterkin expressed it.They had black heads, long sharp beaks, white breasts, and bluish backs.
Their wings were so short that they looked more like the fins of a fish, and, indeed, we soon saw that they used them for the purpose of swimming under water.There were no quills on these wings, but a sort of scaly feathers; which also thickly covered their bodies.
Their legs were short, and placed so far back that the birds, while on land, were obliged to stand quite upright in order to keep their balance; but in the water they floated like other water-fowl.At first we were so stunned with the clamour which they and other sea-birds kept up around us, that we knew not which way to look, - for they covered the rocks in thousands; but, as we continued to gaze, we observed several quadrupeds (as we thought) walking in the midst of the penguins.
"Pull in a bit," cried Peterkin, "and let's see what these are.
