24 BEACH GRASS 



to sleep on the northerly side of a dune, very 

 comfortably wrapt in a thin blanket. In a few 

 hours I was awakened, chilled to the marrow of 

 my bones by a strong wind from the cold north- 

 west. Several times that night I moved, chased 

 around the dune by the searching and changeable 

 wind, and always cold. To complete my dis- 

 comfiture, my mug of hot coffee at breakfast, 

 which I had tasted only in anticipation, over- 

 turned and the delectable fluid sank into the il- 

 limitable sand. I must, however, have had con- 

 siderable sleep on both of these nights as I felt 

 fresh and rested the next day, and I suffered no 

 ill effects in this germless air from being, on the 

 second occasion, so thoroughly chilled. I was 

 certainly cold but caught no cold. 



It has been said with truth that adventures are 

 generally due to insufficient preparation. If I 

 had brought a head-net on the first night and 

 more bed clothing on the second, I should have 

 had no adventures to relate. 



The most inspiring and exciting sound made 

 by migrating birds is that which comes from a 

 flock of Canada geese. In the distance a faint 



