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of tener, and one day a water turkey went 

 suddenly over my head and dropped into 

 the river on the farther side of the island. 

 I was glad to see this interesting creature 

 for once in salt water ; for the Hillsbor- 

 ough, like the Halifax and the Indian rivers, 

 is a river in name only, a river by brevet, 

 being, in fact, a salt-water lagoon or 

 sound between the mainland and the eastern 

 peninsula. 



Fish-hawks were always in sight, and 

 bald eagles were seldom absent altogether. 

 Sometimes an eagle stood perched on a dead 

 tree on an island. Oftener I heard a 

 scream, and looked up to see one sailing far 

 overhead, or chasing an osprey. On one 

 such occasion, when the hawk seemed to be 

 making a losing fight, a third bird suddenly 

 intervened, and the eagle, as I thought, was 

 driven away. " Good for the brotherhood 

 of fish-hawks ! " I exclaimed. But at that 

 moment I put my glass on the new-comer ; 

 and behold, he was not a hawk, but another 

 eagle. Meanwhile the hawk had disap- 

 peared with his fish, and I was left to pon- 

 der the mystery. 



As for the wood, the edge of the ham- 



