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snap shot at some of them, but the 

 motion over the screw was so much 

 greater than that amidships that I 

 gave in before I succeeded, and re- 

 treated to my stateroom more wretch- 

 ed than ever. In the afternoon I 

 saw a few flying-fish and some " Por- 

 tuguese men-o'-war," the latter offer- 

 ing a beautiful sight as they sailed lightly 

 over the waves, resplendent with vaiious 

 shades of violet, purple, and pink. 



Sunday night the wind freshened, and 

 all day Monday we pitched through a head 

 sea, the wind being from the southeast. 

 We all felt worse than ever. I thought 

 the sea very rough, as the waves rejieat- 

 edly washed over the decks. A flying-fish 

 came on board and was caught. I exam- 

 ined it as closely as I could. It was a 

 small one, about six inches long, a deep 

 blue color above and silvery white below, 

 a splendid example of protective colora- 

 tion, as its colors harmonized with the 

 deep blue of the water and snowy white 

 of the foam. Later in the day I saw a 

 bird about the size of a pigeon, black 

 above and white below, and more stocky 

 than a tern. It flew close to the surface 

 of the waves. It was not a tern, but flew 

 much like a gull, not with the rapid wing- 

 beats of a murre, and was probably a 

 shearwater. 



The wind continued on Tuesday, but 

 not so fresh as on the day before, and, to 



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