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CHAPTER IV. 



A DAY'S SPORT ON (iKINDSTONE ISLAND. 



Let me try to sketch a clay's sport to be had on these 

 charming little islands. To do this, I do not know that I 

 can do better than to give an extract from my journal. 



Tuesday, Aug. 20, 1878. — As I arose and opened my 

 vvlndow the soft notes of the Blackbreast Plover were borne 

 faintly to me by the morning breeze. The air was crisp and 

 cold ; and although the sun was shining brightly, a strong 

 wind still continued, making it impracticable to try and reach 

 the shooting-ground by boat ; so after a hearty breakfast we 

 harnessed up our little horse and started around by road, a 

 distance of about four miles. As we passed in and out of 

 the clumps of woods, numbers of birds w^ere constantly to be 

 seen, filling the air with their cheerful little songs. Robins, 

 Snowbirds, and Blackpoll Warblers appeared to be the most 

 common species. Numbers of Sparrows were incessantly 



