102 uniD studip:s with a camera 



seemed wlioii compared with the fishing boats in 

 which we had at first prepared to make the voyage ! 

 Investigation behjw, however, did not seem to ofi'er 

 prospects of undisturlted reijose, and reaching Bryon 

 hate in the afternoon we decided to go ashore and 

 apply to tlie island's owner for a night's lodging. 

 Bryon Island, with its several thousand acres- of 

 stunted spruce and balsam forests, its rolling pasture 

 lands and grazing cows and sheei), its jn-ecipitous 

 red sandstone clitt's rising to a height of two hundred 

 feet from the sea and furnishing a home for a few 

 Murres and Puffins, is the property of one man, who 

 purchased it from the Gnvernment for a nominal 

 sum. A lobster cannery furnishes emj)loynieut for 

 twoscore or more itinerant fishermen and laborers, 

 who after the lobstering season ends in July remain 

 for the mackerel fishing. When they have departed 

 the ])opulation of Bryon is reduced to about half a 

 dozen families, over whom the owner reigns su- 

 preme. 



We landed at the cannery and wended our way 

 over a path through the stunted forests, which at 

 the end of a mile or more led us to the monarch's 

 home — a small frame house adjoining largo barns. 



The ruler of Bryon proved to l>e absent in the 

 Magdalens, but his wife made us both welcome and 

 comfortable. We recall with pleasure the night 

 ])assed beneath her r(.)of, and the magnificent view 

 of the setting sun from Bryon's red cliffs. 



Wo awoke in the clouds, gulf clouds, which so 

 often in swift-spreailing banks enveloj) both sea 

 and land in this region. It was ten o'clock before 

 the sun could f(irce iis way through them, a.nd when 



