316 FLORIDA KEYS. 



The next morning was delightful. The gentle sea-breeze glided over 

 the flowery isle, the horizon was clear, and all was silent save the long 

 breakers that rushed over the distant reefs. As we were proceeding to- 

 wards some Keys, seldom visited by men, the sun rose from the bosom of 

 the waters with a burst of glory that flashed on my soul the idea of that 

 power which called into existence so magnificent an object. The moon, 

 thin and pale, as if ashamed to shew her feeble light, concealed herself 

 in the dim west. The surface of the waters shone in its tremulous 

 smoothness, and the deep blue of the clear heavens was pure as the world 

 that lies beyond them. The Heron heavily flew towards the land, like 

 the glutton retiring at day-break, with well-lined paundi, from the house 

 of some wealthy patron of good cheer. The Night Heron and the Owl, 

 fearful of day, with hurried flight sought safety in the recesses of the 

 deepest swamps ; while the Gulls and Terns, ever cheerful, gambolled 

 over the water, exulting in the prospect of abundance. I also exulted in 

 hope, my whole frame seemed to expand ; and our sturdy crew shewed, 

 by their merry faces, that nature had charms for them too. How much 

 of beauty and joy is lost to them who never view the rising sun, and of 

 whose waking existence the best half is nocturnal ! 



Twenty miles our men had to row before we reached " Sandy Island," 

 and as on its level shores we aU leaped, we plainly saw the southern- 

 most cape of the Floridas. The flocks of birds that covered the shelly 

 beaches, and those hovering over head, so astonished us that we could for 

 a while scarcely believe our eyes. The first volley procured a supply of 

 food sufficient for two days"' consumption. Such tales, you have already 

 been told, are well enough at a distance from the place to which they 

 refer ; but you will doubtless be still more surprised when I tell you that 

 our first fire among a crowd of the Great Godwits laid prostrate sixty-five 

 of these birds. Rose-coloured Curlews stalked gracefully beneath the man- 

 groves ; Purple Herons rose at almost every step we took, and each cactus 

 supported the nest of a White Ibis. The air was darkened by whistling 

 wings, while, on the waters, floated Gallinules and other interesting birds. 

 We formed a kind of shed with sticks and grass, the sailor cook commenced 

 his labours, and ere long we supplied the deficiencies of our fatigued 

 frames. The business of the day over, we secured ourselves from insects 

 by means of musquito-nets, and were lulled to rest by the cacklings of 

 the beautiful Purple Gallinules ! 



In the morning we arose from our sandy beds, and 



