These wooding excursions had always a mixture of something rather pleasant in them.  Roaming about in the woods with hatchet in hand, like a backwoodsman, followed by a troop of dogs, starting up birds, snakes, hares, and foxes, and examining the various kinds of trees, flowers, and birds’-nests, was, at least, a change from the monotonous drag and pull on shipboard.  Frequently, too, we had some amusement and adventure.  The coyotes, of which I have before spoken,—­ a sort of mixture of the fox and wolf breeds,—­ fierce little animals, with bushy tails and large heads, and a quick, sharp bark, abound here, as in all other parts of California.  These the dogs were very watchful for, and, whenever they saw them, started off in full run after them.  We had many fine chases; yet, although our dogs ran fast, the rascals generally escaped.  They are a match for the dog,—­ one to one,—­ but as the dogs generally went in squads, there was seldom a fair fight.  A smaller dog, belonging to us, once attacked a coyote single, and was considerably worsted, and might, perhaps, have been killed, had we not come to his assistance.  We had, however, one dog which gave them a good deal of trouble and many hard runs.  He was a fine, tall fellow, and united strength and agility better than any dog that I have ever seen.  He was born at the Islands, his father being an English mastiff and his mother a greyhound.  He had the high head, long legs, narrow body, and springing gait of the latter, and the heavy jaw, thick jowls, and strong fore-quarters of the mastiff.  When he was brought to San Diego, an English sailor said that he looked, about the face, like the Duke of Wellington, whom he had once seen at the Tower; and, indeed, there was something about him which resembled the portraits of the Duke.  From this time he was christened ``Welly,’’ and became the favorite and bully of the beach.  He always led the dogs by several yards in the chase, and had killed two coyotes at different times in single combats.  We often had fine sport with these fellows.  A quick, sharp bark from a coyote, and in an instant every dog was at the height of his speed.  A few minutes made up for an unfair start, and gave each dog his right place.  Welly, at the head, seemed almost to skim over the bushes, and after him came Fanny, Feliciana, Childers, and the other fleet ones,—­ the spaniels and terriers; and then, behind, followed the heavy corps,—­ bull-dogs, &c., for we had every breed.  Pursuit by us was in vain, and in about half an hour the dogs would begin to come panting and straggling back.

Beside the coyotes, the dogs sometimes made prizes of rabbits and hares, which are plentiful here, and numbers of which we often shot for our dinners.  Among the other animals there was a reptile I was not so much disposed to find amusement from, the rattlesnake.  These snakes are very abundant here, especially during the spring of the year.  The latter part of the time that I was on shore, I did not meet with so many,