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put in the plate and made ready, placing the camera 
in the same position on the railing, and making 
instantaneous exposures. The crate kept turning 
around, but so slowly that it made no difference, 
the view-finder of the camera giving the exact 
range. ‘Thus I was lowered successively from ledge 
to ledge, swinging off in mid-air, till I had photo- 
graphed everything within useful range, when I 
“JUST BELOW THEM [WERE] THREE KITTIWAKES ON THEIR NESTS ”’ 
signalled to be drawn up. There were no birds 
nesting close to the other hoisting-apparatus, or I 
should have made a descent there too. 
Earlier in the afternoon we had seen a schooner 
anchor off North Bird Rock. A dory went ashore, 
and we could hear the gunshots as they were killing 
the birds. After a time the men rowed over to the 
main rock, landed, and two of them, and a boy, 
climbed up the ladder. "Fhe men went around shoot- 
ing raking shots along the lines of birds upon their 
nests, mowing them down. Most of those killed 
simply lay dead. upon the nesting-spot, where they 
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