He was savage, snarling. But just as I backed up, I could see one bobbing hole, about the size of a barrel, and I kept clear of it. But there was another one there that I didn't see. It was covered over with snow.

I backed right down into it, the same one he was going for. As it happened, I only put one leg down. And I pulled it up just as quick as the dog went down and he never bothered me.

Whatever way I went into it, I was at liberty to haul my leg up just as quick. Only for that...

When I came aboard, I said to Jimmy Weir, "I don't know whether I'd have been eaten or no, but I got one leg down into the dog harp's bobbing hole, after I was trying to kill him. But I got my leg out of the way just in time, and the seal went down."

Jimmy Weir said, "You were some lucky. Do you know there was a man who got his two legs stuck down in the bobbing hole and he couldn't get out of it. The seal went to jump down the hole and squat him to death."

Because there wasn't enough room for the two of them in the one hole.

The dog harp seal is 300 or 400 pounds. He's terrible big, the dog. Now the female is only about three quarters as big as he is. But it wasn't a female, I guarantee you that.

I never went near one after.