ON LONELY BIRD KEY 99 
Really, it is hard to tell when to stop this photography ! I 
am sure if I were to remain on Bird Key the livelong season, 
I should find something new to photograph every day, as 
long as the plates lasted. During my four days’ stay I man¬ 
aged to keep my enthusiasm under some sort of control, and 
only exposed 156 plates! 
Thus the days all too quickly passed, and when, before 
sunrise on Saturday morning, my friend the guide rowed me 
across to the fort to take the steamer and start on my long 
trip back to Connecticut, I felt that I was leaving a land 
of sunshine and exhilarating delights when, from the deck of 
the steamer, I saw fade in the distance the sands and bushes 
of lonely Bird Key. 
SOOTY TERN. 
WITH RATHER LONG, POINTED WINGS'’ 
