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sometimes almost at dayl^reak. When it came early enough in the night, we 

 would go down and reset the camera trap with the aid of our lanterns. Our 

 greatest difficulty in this night photography was from dew on the lens. We 

 finally overcame this partially by covering the camera and lens with a box 

 with a hole in front just large enough to let us get the picture on the plate. 



A letter came calling Mr. Taylor to the colors and the photographic party 

 broke up. The boat-blind stayed in place for several days, and then a rain- 

 storm came and the little babbling brook became a torrent. It left its little 

 channel, undermined the boat-blind, and carried it out in the cove where the 

 Black Terns fed. In the blind were five cameras securely locked but not 

 protected against a flood. The wind had driven it on the shore but the waves 

 were beating over it. The cameras were ruined but the lenses and shutters, 

 after a visit to the optician, were none the worse for their adventure and are 

 still doing business. 



GREAT BLUE HERON TAKING ITS OWN PICTURE 

 BY FLASHLIGHT 



