CHAPTER VII 



LITTLE MECATTINA ISLAND AND 

 MUTTON BAY 



FROM Harrington Harbor we sailed directly 

 towards the sun, which was rising out of 

 a mass of purple clouds edged with rose. Be- 

 low them lay the mountainous island of Lit- 

 tle Mecattina, which, looking like a series of 

 rocky waves advancing towards the Gulf, 

 loomed in the distance. The island was won- 

 derfully beautiful in the purple morning shad- 

 ows, but stern and forbidding, A glorious 

 luminous haze was all about us as we bowled 

 steadily along with all sails set. The westerly 

 wind had been quieting the waves during the 

 night, but there was so much sea left that 

 we were thankful the captain had decided to 

 spend the previous night in a secure harbor 

 and not push on. Audubon had sailed from 

 Wapitagun directly across to Little Mecat- 

 tina, losing all the intervening interesting land 

 and islands, and for two days and a night was 

 subjected to the discomforts of seasickness. 



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