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a tiny black thing on the water called our atten- 

 tion, and proved to be another grebe chick, being 

 blown out to sea. He made no attempt to dive 

 and we picked him up. He was blackish in color, 

 had a small, naked red growth on the front of his 

 head, and wore still the white beak-protuberance 

 of the newly-hatched. We put him in close to 

 shore and left him, but when we looked back 

 again, later, he was again drifting out. Then 

 we encountered a score of young ducks. Their 

 large size, blackish color, and whitish face-mark 

 pronounced them white-winged scoters, even had 

 the big black mother of some of them been ab- 

 sent. 



After catching four good pike, we landed and 

 visited the shore, but the only thing of note we 

 found there was three turnstones. These are not 

 common in the locality, and the meeting was a 

 rare and welcome one. A number of willets and 

 some godwits were keeping the visitors company 

 on the windy shore. 



On the return journey in the evening, as we 

 were making our way across the windy lake, six 

 sandhill cranes made themselves conspicuous by 

 circling around in one spot above the water, as 

 though desirous of lighting there. It is prob- 



