82 SUMMER 



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> gether. While one is brooding, the other is off on \ , 

 /' its wonderful wings away off in the wake of your ' / 

 J, ocean steamer, perhaps, miles and miles from shore. \ 



>But when darkness falls it remembers its nest and ',' I 

 speeds home to the rock, taking its place down in < I 

 ^ /the little black burrow, while the mate comes forth ^ 

 \ V ;,P,and spreads its wings out over the heaving water, \ 

 ^ s not to return, it may be, until the night and the day c v 

 have passed and twilight falls again. 



We landed on a ledge of Shag Rock, driving off \ ; , 



> a big bull sea-lion who claimed this particular slab of / j 

 ^;. '..rock as his own. We backed up close to the shelf in N 

 &<$ a yawl boat, and as the waves rose and fell, watched 



our chance to leap from the stern of the little boat ^ <' 

 kfv, to the rock. Thus we landed our cameras, food and 

 ;i water, and other things, then we dragged the boat % 

 ,?T up, so that, a storm arising or anything happening \ 

 <*j ; I to the small steamer that had brought us, we might $i 

 ,'-;V /still get away to the shore. 



? :\ It was about the middle of the forenoon. All the 



morning, as we had steamed along, a thick fog had 



V; 1 threatened us; but now the sun broke out, making 



I 1 it possible to use our cameras, and after a hasty 



( : lunch we started for the top of the rock a climb 



v^that looked impossible, and that was pretty nearly 

 fy as impossible as it looked. 



It had been a slow, perilous climb ; but, once on 



the summit, where we could move somewhat freely 



v v '( and use the cameras, we hurried from colony to 



