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Then the pup slid out in a rush at 4.43pm – no foetal membranes adhering to<br />

it. It started yapping immediately, <strong>and</strong> the mother made a slight gargling sound.<br />

She was apparently trying to make a sound with mouth open <strong>and</strong> larynx<br />

vibrating, but no sound came, except a very short, cut-off yodel. She nuzzled the<br />

pup, starting away at first as if in surprise when she touched it. At 4.45 the pup<br />

was moving, its eyes wide-open. At 4.47 the cow moved her hindquarters <strong>and</strong> the<br />

cord broke, evidently at a weak spot, noticeable as redder in colour than the rest.<br />

The pup started looking for milk <strong>and</strong> the cow ‘bit’ it gently in the neck. I didn’t<br />

stay more than 10 minutes after this, but the afterbirth had not appeared.<br />

The totals for that day were: 84 large bulls, + 3 medium sized, 1047 cows, 552<br />

pups. This included the cows killed by me, <strong>and</strong> 50 dead pups in area 8. Charlie <strong>and</strong><br />

Arthur came up on the radio at 8 o’clock, but there was little news.<br />

A fine day followed, overcast at first, but later clearing to bright sunshine. I went<br />

round the harems at 10 o’ clock, finding little had changed. Bull F in area 12<br />

attempted to pair with several cows, but none were receptive. When the bull was<br />

trying to pair the cows flipped shingle. A small bull invaded harem 8k, while the bull<br />

was sleeping <strong>and</strong> attempted to mate with cows, but had no success. I watched a pup<br />

suckling, searching for the nipple, making sucking noises as he explored the cow’s<br />

side. He barked with frustration <strong>and</strong> his movements got more eager. I measured a<br />

placenta that was 10” wide.<br />

Total numbers were: 94 bulls; 1066 cows; 621 pups. There were 52 harems.<br />

I returned at 4 o’clock <strong>and</strong> killed a dated cow in harem 6a <strong>and</strong> one in area 8. I<br />

slipped on the ice while dodging a bull, <strong>and</strong> managed to cut myself rather badly;<br />

falling down with the heavy collecting box on top of me I scrambled clear just in<br />

time, when the 3 ton bull was about a foot away! I hurried back to camp where I tried<br />

to stop the blood from the cut, which was rather deep. Charlie <strong>and</strong> Arthur came up<br />

at 8 pm, but had no news. Arthur expected to get over by 10 o’clock next morning. It<br />

was a fine morning with no wind. I saw the Pesca boat approaching at 9.20am <strong>and</strong><br />

they had no difficulty in l<strong>and</strong>ing opposite the camp. Arthur <strong>and</strong> I went to Area 8 <strong>and</strong><br />

there killed 8 cows, dated relative to parturition. Unfortunately the oldest dated cow<br />

had gone, although her pup was still there. We then flensed 3 of the cows, which<br />

were near the beach, in case Larsen would want the blubber. One of them was I think<br />

the biggest cow I have ever seen; I also looked for <strong>and</strong> found what I thought was a<br />

clitoris bone, a homologue of the penis bone found in the male elephant seal.<br />

This work took us until about 2.30 pm <strong>and</strong> we had time to return to camp, pack<br />

some essentials <strong>and</strong> transport them to the beach. The remainder of the camp was to<br />

be evacuated on the next real calm day. Promptly at 3.30pm the Pesca boat appeared<br />

<strong>and</strong> without much difficulty we loaded the equipment <strong>and</strong> specimens <strong>and</strong> left for<br />

King Edward Point.<br />

Return to King Edward Point.<br />

I had been 25 days camping at Dartmouth Point, considered that I had achieved<br />

all my objectives, <strong>and</strong> had set new boundaries in the rigour my scientific approach.<br />

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