78 THE NIDOLOGIST 
impressive scene. But presently several 
of the Petrels were attracted by the light 
and flew pell-mell into the fire, extinguish- 
ing the feeble flames in short order. After 
several similarly frustrated attempts, though 
partly on account of the damp wood, I 
gave it up. 
Luckily, in going back to Petrel-curing, 
I found a couple of hard-tack in the cotton 
in my collecting basket, and I lost no time in 
putting the crackers where they were of the 
most use under the existing circumstances. 
I noticed that they hada peculiar flavor, 
but that didn’t bother me muchat first. Fin- 
ally I closely examined the crackers, and 
found that in killing the Petrels and put- 
ting them in the basket, the hard-tack had 
become sprinkled with the odoriferous oil 
from the birds. So I had the ‘‘rare and 
wonderful’’ experience of eating hard-tack 
soaked in Petrel oil, or possibly more cor- 
rectly Petroleum ! 
As soon as the dawn became perceptibly 
brighter, the Petrels became quieter and 
fewer. Part went out to sea, others returned 
to their nests. By sunrise at 2.30 A. mM. not 
a Petrel was to be seen nor a note heard, 
where two hours before had been such a 
tumult of nocturnal forms and voices. The 
Crows set up their saucy cawing, and the 
Western Winter Wrens and Sooty Song 
Sparrows announced their presence with 
their clear musical trills. 
Fresh Puffin’s eggs served as my break- 
fast that morning, but before night, the 
Indians having returned, a favorable wind 
landed us at Sitka. The next day and for 
four days thereafter I was engaged in scrap- 
ing fat from greasy Petrel skins. 
I might here mention that I sent the 
series of Leach’s Petrels to William Palmer 
at the National Museum. He informs me 
that they are not typical of O. leucorhoa as 
found on the Atlantic. Possibly they may 
approach Loomis’s new Petrel, though as 
yet [have not been able to find a descrip- 
tion of it. 
Pasadena, Cal. 
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HARD ON ROGUES. 
JupGE J. N. CLark, of Saybrook, Ct., 
writes: ‘‘One of the best things you do is 
to hold a club over the heads of rogues, and 
you deserve the support of all honest folk 
for your course—which is a saving to the 
honest and a restraint upon the rogues, 
though you haven’t driven them all to the 
wall.” 
Cooper Ornithological Club. 
HE Southern Division met at the resi- 
dence of M. LL. Wicks, Jr., in Los 
Angeles. Prof. A. J. Cook of Pomona 
College was elected to membership in the 
club. The donation to the library of Cook’s 
‘Birds of Michigan’’ by the author, was 
acknowledged. Mr. Evan Davis’s paper 
was presented on 
Nesting of the Bald Eagle in Orange Co, Cal, 
‘‘The summer tourist whose tastes incline 
toward hunting or the study of natural his- 
tory, and who spends his time at any of the 
pumierous seaside resorts of Orange county, 
may vary the pleasant monotony of boat- 
ing, fishing or bathing by excursions in- 
land, wandering through rugged can- 
yous and over sloping ridges that reach 
down almost to the ocean’s side. Delight- 
ful hours can be spent in exploring these 
narrow gorges, where occasionally a startled 
deer will prove a tempting target,and where 
both flora and fauna offer grateful surprises 
to the intruder upon the almost primeval 
conditions of these secluded regions. 
“On August 15, ’94, theearly dawn saw 
our party of venturesome hunters sailing 
along the coast duly equipped with suitable 
weapons and with supplies for the inner 
man. After an exhilarating run of about 
five miles we landed. We had been ascend- 
ing a sharply sloping ridge, which divides 
two characteristic canyons, for less than 
half an hour, when we espied two deer 
lying down, presumably resting. This pre- 
sumption was clearly at fault, judging from 
the remarkable activity of the game as soon 
as it had observed our approach. With 
long leaps the graceful animals bounded 
down the canyon side, presenting buta fleet- 
ing target forthe marksmen. Imyself was 
out of range, but one of my companions, 
Parker, skillfully brought down both deer 
with three shots, while Wilbur, less accus- 
tomed to such sights, gazed upon the scene 
with undisguised amazement. 
“While securing our quarry on the limbs 
of a large sycamore which stood on the 
banks of acreek in the bottom of the canyon, 
I observed an unusually large nest in the 
upper branches. It was by far the most 
imposing one I had ever seen, measuring 
fully five feet in diameter and five feet in 
height. It was not difficult to determine 
thatit belonged toa pair of Eagles, and 
I promised myself the next set of eggs 
