OcEAN WANDERERS 
Sable, Nova Scotia. ‘Though more difficult of 
access, there is no harbour-bar to cross. Perhaps the 
Shearwaters keep off-shore, for I have not found as 
many of them there as at Chatham ; but it is a fine 
place for the Jaegers. The fishing-boats there are 
mostly poor, frail craft, such as no Chatham fisher- 
man would tolerate, yet their owners venture in 
them well off the land. During September and 
October the Jaegers become specially abundant, 
congregating in localities on the ocean where the 
bait-fish are plenty. Late one September I made a 
vigorous effort to see these birds at their best, and sailed 
out early one morning, with two fishermen, to the 
cod-grounds. Pomarine and Parasitic Jaegers were 
fairly common, but the wind soon breezed up so that, 
in the crank little boat, the fishermen were afraid 
for their lives, and put back to land. It was a fine 
sight to see the powerful birds, exulting in their 
strength, patrol the tossing ocean and exact from 
it tribute. 
The next day was cloudy, with a good breeze, 
the last of my stay. I hired a larger and better 
boat, and put to sea after the Jaegers. We saw a 
few fying to the southward, but, though we sailed 
well out to sea, and up and down the coast, we 
failed to reach their real haunts. When farthest to 
the southward, we noticed the masts of a fishing-fleet 
in the distance. And when at night this fleet made 
port for shelter from the approaching storm, and 
one of the men told me what he had seen that day, 
I felt angry with myself for my obtuseness. The 
fleet of schooners were bunched together on a shoal 
twelve miles southeast of Cape Sable, catching and 
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