CHAPTER Xin 



Cape Colorado to Cape Cajon 



Friday, May 22d. Our anticipations of a bad 

 night were fully realized. The wind howled dis- 

 mally, creating an ugly chop. At daylight the 

 Patron, Bartsch, Clapp, and Rodriguez, in the 

 launch, followed a native fishing sloop bound for 

 the flats to haul seines. By means of a "silver 

 hook" they obtained fine specimens of the com- 

 moner species of fish taken in the sloop's nets. A 

 few dredge hauls added but little to the morning's 

 foray, the most notable acquisition being a slender 

 smooth species of Dentalium, new to our collecting, 

 and some spiny murices. The reported sponge 

 bottom could not be located, the roughness of the 

 water preventing any clear view of the bottom. 

 The American fruit-farm, like the sponges, proved 

 traditional, and our visions of golden fruit were 

 dispelled. If there is such a farm it must be 

 located far back in a better and greener land than 



Cape Colorado presents to the view. Possibly 



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