AMONG THE WATER-FOWL 
easterly storm, the rain descending in a perfect 
deluge, beating and driving, threatening to drown 
us out of camp. But for all that I donned water- 
proof and rubber-boots, and started for the new 
lake; - The very ‘first-sight*that greetedime Gas 
reached it, was a Loon off on the water. That 
only one was in sight gave promise of the other 
still being on the nest. This lake was less than 
half of a mile in diameter, and the task of exam- 
ining every foot of the margin was by no means an 
THE ISLAND ON WHICH THE PRECEDING LOON’S NEST WAS SITUATED 
BY AL] Cc. BENT 
impossible one, though it was more boggy, and 
there were more reeds, than usual. Impeded by 
my coat, I floundered on, the Loon following, 
keeping abreast of me wherever I went. The pond 
was in two parts, divided by a low island, that 
almost filled the narrows in the middle. 
I traversed the eastern lobe, but found no sign 
of the nest. Then I waded to the island, and 
systematically examined its shore. i here “were 
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