To the Mackay radio station at Los Angeles last fortnight went a halting message from the tight little tuna-fishing schooner Santa Amaro, Manuel Rodriguez, Master. The Santa Amaro, lying off Marchena Island, one of the northernmost of the Galapagos group, had exciting news to report. Passing bleak, barren, fresh-waterless Marchena that morning her crew spied a small skiff hauled high on the rocks of the shore. Swinging closer they saw a tall pole and fluttering from it a few limp rags. On shore they found a dead seal with strips of flesh...
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