TWO DAYS WITH THE TERNS 191 
63. Tern on nest. Site shown in No, 52. 
over her eggs, on which I momentarily expected 
to see her settle.® 
In the meantime the tide had arisen and floated 
my boat, which was carried by the wind across to 
Naushon, and I might 
have passed the night 
with the Terns, had 
not the Fish Commis- 
sioner’s launch taken 
me off in the afternoon. 
It would not have 
been an unwelcome ex- 
perience. There was 
an abundance of dry 
seaweed for a couch— 
a nest, I had almost 
said—and some cavern- 
like openings beneath 
the piles of great bowl- 
ders had a very snug and cozy look, which prob- 
ably would have disappeared shortly after sunset. 
64. Tern on nest. Site shown in No, 52. 
