We then slowly commenced our retreat, two in advance carrying the pig, and the remainder covering the retreat.

Being the last of our party, as I slowly descended the hillock sideways, watching every motion of what we might fairly consider as the enemy, with spare caps between my teeth, and a couple of cartridges in one hand, I was in momentary expectation of receiving a spear or two, which probably would have been the case, had I stumbled or turned my back to them for a moment.

As we drew back along the ridge and dipped into the first hollow a party of the natives detached themselves from the rest as if to come round upon our flank, but this fortunately was formed by a steep ascent covered with dense jungle which would have occupied them some time to get through.
REACH THE BOAT.
Arriving at the bank above the boat, the pig-carriers with their burden speedily reached the bottom, all three rolling down together.

When they were well clear we followed, keeping a sharp lookout behind in case of any advantage being taken of our position.

The boat had grounded upon the reef with the falling tide, but with some difficulty was got afloat, when we left the place.
After rounding the point we opened a large bay on the west side of the island where we saw the mouth of a small stream pointed out by the natives during our last interview, but, on approaching within 300 yards, it was found that boats could not get any closer in at low-water, the shore being everywhere fringed by a reef.