144 ELIZABETH CARY AGASSIZ 
larger ones measuring three feet and more from the 
bill to the tail. 
March 31, Easter Sunday 
Anp such a beautiful morning. I was on deck very 
early between moonlight and sunrise and the sight 
was a lovely one till the sun came fairly up, as Sallie 
says, “to spoil it all.” I bade you all good-night on 
the 28th in Mayne’s Harbor, or Owen’s Island. We 
passed the 29th there for a more complete repair of 
our engine, and it was a day well spent for collections 
and for geology. I took a long tramp up the nearer 
ridges of the mountains with Pourtalés in search of 
glacial furrows, and Agassiz dredged on board ship 
very successfully besides getting a good many new 
birds from the sportsmen. The next morning we were 
all right again for proceeding and came on to Puerto 
Bueno. This is a harbor within a harbor. We anchored 
in the outer one, and then half a dozen of us took a 
boat to row to the inner one. I wish I could make you 
understand what a vagabondish kind of life we lead. 
For instance, landing at the mouth of a little brook 
that came brawling down through trees and rocks 
into the inner harbor, we followed it for about a quar- 
ter of a mile and it brought us to a large lake broken 
by islands. Mrs. Johnson and I found an old log 
which made an excellent seat. Pourtalés and Stein- 
dachner left us to hunt for specimens in the lake and 
were soon out of sight. Presently Dr. Hill comes prowl- 
ing along the bank of the brook with his tin box for 
botany on his shoulder and his hands full of speci- 
