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WILD WINGS 



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Late in the day one of my friends lost his big" reflex camera 

 down the cliff. He was on the ladder, when the snap of his 

 strap slipped off and his camera went ricochetting down, 

 smashing to fragments on the rocks below, though the valu- 

 able lens was, wonderfully, quite unharmed. 



Great changes have been made at this western landing- 

 place. Last summer fifty workmen were employed in blast- 

 ing out a cut into the cliff, so that there will be a stairway of 

 about sixty degrees ascent. As yet it is unfinished, and one 

 has to climb three quarters of the way on ladders. There is 

 a little landing-jetty, but it was not yet built far enough out, 

 and the way the surf was dashing over it made one doubt its 

 usefulness. 



Next morning, Saturday, June 25, the wind had shifted to 



