The Bonaparte Gull 



Taken in Santa Barbara 



THE VOLUCRY CHARGES 



Photo by the A ulhor 



kelp-beds or open water, and they have an especial liking for tide channels, 

 where there is great bustle of fishy traffic, and where a fellow can catch 

 a ride now and then on a floating soap-box — outbound or inbound, 

 it matters not. 



Now a brother sights a school of herring and sets up a joyful yelp. 

 Instantly every "pigeon" within hearing joins him, and scores come 

 hurrying up from unseen distances, till the water is white with them. 

 The discreet fishlets have gone below, and the gulls are left to spin about 

 on the surface, looking foolish, or to gabble amicably with their similarly 

 duped neighbors. After all, nothing matters in good society. 



I have only to add, with regret, that Bonapartian manners have 

 suffered a sad decline, of late, or at least in the Southland. "Hyperion" 

 has no more devoted pensioners than these same Sea Pigeons; while the 

 submerged outlet of the trunk sewer at Santa Barbara, which was for so 



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Taken in Santa Barbara 



BONAPARTE'S SOLDIERS 



Photo by the Author 



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