OF SHOOTING AND FISHING 131 
as the name would suggest, looks like a hat from a 
distance, but when close, it is seen to be a low island 
of fifty or sixty acres, with a hill in the middle of 
it. Grease wood grows over it and some sage, 
while hundreds of thousands of gulls breed upon 
it. As we walked towards the rocky hill, I caught 
two gulls with my hands. One could not get off 
its nest under a grease wood, and the other was 
between two rocks, so could not spread its wings. 
On a strip of sand running off towards the south, 
the Captain told us that several Sandwich terns 
nested every year. Ascending the hill, we looked 
cautiously over and saw what we had come to in- 
spect, the colony of pelican. There they were, the 
great ungainly creatures, standing about on the low 
ground beyond the hill. Their nests did not cover 
more than a few acres of ground. Presently they 
found us out and got away, flying to the sand spit, 
where they lit to watch us. Young was quite a 
hundred yards off on my left, and I saw a pelican 
getting up beside him. Having a 22 rifle, I fired 
at it, making the greatest shot of my life, for I 
broke its neck. The bird was a fine male specimen, 
having the crest on the upper bill only found at this 
season. There is no food supply for these birds 
anywhere near Hat Island. They must fish at the 
mouth of the Bear River, or on the Jordan River 
marshes, as the animal life of the lake is not fed 
upon by any of the birds. 
Of the creatures found in these waters, by far 
the largest and most interesting is the brine shrimp 
(Artemia fertilis). Doctor Talmage, who has 
