FOOTNOTES:
[10] Going round in a circle, as cattle sometimes do when frightened or restless.
CHAPTER III
"THE BURNING OF THE SOUTH SEAMAN"
The night passed without incident, and dawn found the Ocmulgee jogging along with the yards just off the backstays.
The wind had steadied down to a fair south-west breeze; the sea was much quieter, and matters were looking up all round.
Broncho was taught to steer, and Jim fished indefatigably, but beyond catching a huge molly-mawk, which had swooped on the bait, he had not had much success.
Tari, however, the skilled harpooner, had managed to spear several dolphins, and dolphin stew made a welcome addition to the poor fare.
So the days passed.