THE SHORE PATROL 



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at a time, would even run past me within about five feet, with- 

 out being alarmed. With my single lens, an inch-wide aper- 

 ture of the curtain and not very rapid speed, I exposed plate 

 after plate, and not long before sundown had used up my 

 last one. 



We then crossed to the other key, only a few rods off, and 



'gone sweetly off into dreamland' 



*' camped." That is, we started a fire, got supper, and hung 

 our mosquito net among the trees. After dark I changed 

 plates, and early in the morning went to work again. There 

 was nothing new, save for the presence of a splendid male 

 Black-breast Plover and two Least Terns bathing in a pool. 

 I had to choose between these subjects for the first shot. I 

 chose the plover, as the shyest of the shore-birds. The terns 



