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and at flying individuals of the great Bird Rock host, which 
the keeper believed numbered ten thousand. 
By six o’clock we were ready for the start. The crate, 
heaped with baggage, was lowered, while we, after hearty 
farewells, climbed down the ladders. The sea was wonder- 
brunnich’s murre by its egg. “shrank back bashfully” 
fully quiet, for Bird Rock, and at half-past six we were safely 
launched, and sailed away, exchanging gunpowder and dyna¬ 
mite salutes with the good people who had treated us so 
magnificently. 
It is splendid that the fine bird colony is doing so well. 
The keeper has orders from the British government to prevent 
