ons which Nep had left supplied him with feathers,
which he bound on to one end. His difficulty was to form points. At
first he thought that he could grind down some stones into the required
shape, but after labouring away for some time, he had to give up the
attempt. He then tried some hard pieces of wood, which he cut into
shape and then hardened in the fire. Though not so heavy as he wished,
he hoped that they might answer his purpose, and enable him to shoot
straight for some distance. He had been all day without food except
such shell-fish as he had taken in the morning, and he felt little able
to draw his bow with any effect. As soon as he had finished his first
arrow he got up, and placing it in the string, shot it along the shore.
The arrow took a wavering flight, and flew some fifty yards or so,
burying itself in the sand. Nep got up to it, barking with delight,
while Lord Reginald crawled after it. On pulling it out, he found to
his excessive vexation that the head had come off, and some time was
expended in digging it out. Observing that he had not formed a
sufficiently deep notch to bind it on tightly, he remedied the error,
and was tolerably well satisfied with the result. Having finished the
other five arrows, he set out, hoping to return with an ample supply of
food. If he could but kill one deer, or a pig, or two or three birds,
he would have sufficient to feed both himself and Neptune. The sun was
still hot, but in his eagerness he thought little about it, and dragged
himself along, hoping soon to see something at which to aim.

He would not have disdained even a monkey, if he could kill nothing
else. He first made his way to the spring, where he had to quench his
burning thirst. He then crawled on until he reached a tree, behind
which he stood, hoping that some animal might come by at which he might
take a steady aim. He waited and waited, however, in vain. He saw
several deer in the distance, but they bounded along far out of range of
his bow. At last he saw two hogs come grunting up, turning up the
ground with their snouts in search of roots. They approached slowly.
Trembling with eagerness, hoping that he might be able to kill one of
them, he kept the arrow in the string, ready to shoot. The hogs came on
moving from one side to the other, till they had got to within about
thirty yards of it, when, fearing that they might suddenly turn off away
from the tree, and sure that he could