They were visited every day, and at three different times, during the first days, specimens of those Antarctic foxes which they had already seen on the right bank of the Mercy were found in them.
"Why, there are nothing but foxes in this country!" cried Pencroft, when for the third time he drew one of the animals out of the pit.

Looking at it in great disgust, he added, "beasts which are good for nothing!" "Yes," said Gideon Spilett, "they are good for something!" "And what is that ?" "To make bait to attract other creatures!" The reporter was right, and the traps were henceforward baited with the foxes carcasses.
The sailor had also made snares from the long tough fibers of a certain plant, and they were even more successful than the traps.

Rarely a day passed without some rabbits from the warren being caught.

It was always rabbit, but Neb knew how to vary his sauces and the settlers did not think of complaining.
However, once or twice in the second week of August, the traps supplied the hunters with other animals more useful than foxes, namely, several of those small wild boars which had already been seen to the north of the lake.

Pencroft had no need to ask if these beasts were eatable.