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unconsciously. I verily believe there was a spirit of thanksgiving 

 even by the roughest, careless sailor boy, — and why not ? One 

 day Mr. Audubon and all of us went upon a not very large island 

 well covered with nests of Guillemots and other seabirds; there 

 was much shooting. Eggers go upon these rocks and smash every 

 egg they can find. Next day they find plenty of fresh laid eggs. 

 Now, I was standing watching the actions of the birds, Mr. Audu- 

 bon being a little ways from me; presently a Tern, Sterna arctica,^ 

 flew towards me swiftly, falling very near my feet seeming to be in 

 consternation or fright; with flashing swiftness another Tern de- 

 scended and in his dart came within a very few inches of the terror 

 stricken bird. The next day on our return towards night from our 

 excursion, I darkened a little the table at which Mr. Audubon sat. 

 He looked up and saluted me with "Hollo, Sangrido" (he gave me 

 this name the first day), "he is here, he is scared, af righted, he is 

 looking up at you, you cannot help him." Now, the dear man had 

 his chalks upon the table and upright in front of him was a pine 

 board upon which was secured in position by means of long thin 

 pins", the bird whose likeness he was transferring to the cardboard 

 before him. When you look at this j)icture you will see with wonder 

 expression, even after reading this lame description. Have you 

 his large book, 'Birds of America' ? 



We brought at various times plenty of sea birds aboard and we 

 made enjoyment out of assembling in the midships cabin of an 

 evening to skin and dress them, but of new species, none. I think 

 this is a good place for me to begin an outline of my remembrance 

 of the individuals of the party. 



Mr. Audubon was known by many and I think there is no 

 exception to the fact that those who have spoken of him have testi- 

 fied to his great amiability and manliness, his humanity and it has 

 always seemed to me he was one of those men who on meeting, one 

 would at once say, "Bless you, dear man." 



Tom Lincoln, quiet, reserved, sensible, practical and reliable. 

 George C. Shattuck, a quiet man, but if you had thought him a 

 goose you would soon have discovered your mistake. Joe Coolidge, 

 unselfish, with a lot of sea and other practical knowledge and a right 



1 In the 'Labrador Journal,' June 25, 1833, Audubon writes: "Made a drawing of 

 the Arctic Tern of which a great number breed here." 



