12 A NATURALIST IN THE MAGDALEN ISLANDS. 
CAE: PalaE oi ole 
BYRON ISLAND. 
Oxe pleasant afternoon we left House Harbor and set sail 
for Grand Entry Harbor, where we arrived the same evening, 
and spent a not very comfortable night on account of the. 
myriads of fleas, which are much more numerous here than 
anywhere else on the islands. Here, after some little trouble, 
we procured a boat and set sail for Byron Island. It was 
a beautiful day, and our little craft sailed finely. As we 
passed out of the harbor I observed several American fishing 
schooners, their white sails forming a striking contrast to the 
deep red ones of the island boats. Numbers of Gannets and 
Black Guillemots dotted the water in every direction, while 
occasionally a seal came to the surface and gazed stupidly 
at us as we passed. 
We made the run of twenty-four miles in about five hours, 
and cast anchor in a little bay, protected by cliffs that rise in 
some places over two hundred feet in height. In this isolated 
