AMONG THE WaTER-FowL 
few Pomarine Jaegers. ‘The latter were shyer than 
the others, remaining, for the most part, on the 
outskirts of the group, though now and then 
venturing nearer for some specially tempting morsel. 
In half an hour we had a hundred birds close 
around us: The“ Plaglets’ and “* Viother-Careyis = 
were exceedingly tame. They would come right 
up to the side of the boat to secure a piece of liver, 
and once I actually caught a Petrel alive by giving 
it a little poke with a gaff, seizing it before it could 
again get awing. I nearly induced a pair of Shear- 
waters to eat out of my hands. ‘They would swim 
up, extend their bills within a foot of the liver, and 
gaze at it as wistfully as a dog does at a bone. As 
soon as I dropped it, they would pounce upon it, 
extending their wings and uttering peculiar grunts 
and wailing sounds. 
And ere is how I got my photographs. I 
made ready the camera for an instantaneous ex- 
posure, and, by the focusing-scale, set the lens for 
what I guessed would be the proper distance. 
Then I enticed the birds as near the boat as possible 
by throwing out liver close alongside. With greasy 
hands I caught up the camera, made a final guess at 
the focus, and snapped at the birds before they were 
off. A Reflex camera would have been far better 
for this work, but I had to make the best of the 
apparatus at hand. 
Sometimes I threw out a whole handful of liver 
a little farther from the boat, and instantly there 
would be a frantic scramble for it of all the birds 
nearest. [he Shearwaters seemed particularly quar- 
relsome, and how they would fight for that liver, 
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