THE SCAUP-DUCKS 191 



A clam-chowder, a merganser-stew, which I shall 

 refer to again, a roasted scaup, were all served steam- 

 ing hot, and having dined I heard more stories of the 

 sea and shore. Meantime the wind freshened to a 

 gale and howled about the cabin, as it only can when 

 passing over sea or plain. 



" The black-ducks will be in the bay to-morrow," said 

 my host — " too rough for them outside. Red-heads 

 and scaups will also move about. Will call you early 

 — and good-night" 



