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all the year, while islands in Coffin's Bay were pro- 

 claimed bird sanctuaries. 



Returning to the main camp, we found that other 

 members of the party had done good work in the 

 Eastern country. And it should be chronicled that 

 several followed in our tracks to the West coast, and 

 had interesting experiences. Two or three quiet 

 days were spent at Warunda, and then we prepared 

 to fold up our tents. On the night before the camp 

 was broken up we gave a farewell concert to the 

 settlers, with whom we had become friendly. Some 

 twenty persons, young and old, assembled, and oc- 

 cupied log seats ranged in a semi-circle before a big 

 camp fire. All the performers were amateurs, of 

 course, and only three of the "company" possessed 

 good voices; but the Peninsula folk seemed to enjoy 

 the songs, and joined heartily in every chorus. We 

 were further encouraged by encores. 



The morning of farewell was dismal. Rain fell 

 steadily, and Sugar Gum Avenue, where rows of white 

 tents had glimmered in sunshine on the previous day, 

 was damp and desolate. But the sky cleared later, 

 and during the rail journey to Port Lincoln we looked 

 from open windows at the unclouded blue, and 

 breathed air which had all the freshness and 

 fragrance that delighted us on the first morning in 

 camp. 



