APPEARANCE OF THREE ATNOS. 
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turned out to be an imperfect skull of Steno^ a 
genus of true dolpbins. 
To the north of Cape Notoro, in Aniwa Bay, 
Saghalien, is a rocky and lonely spot. It is a long, 
low point, projecting into the beautiful wide bay, 
composed of great rounded rocks and drifted 
shingle. Here, sheltered by the granite boulders, 
and concealed by coarse grass and reeds, come the 
old and the sick of the seal tribe which inhabit 
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these waters, to seek refuge from their fellows, and 
to breathe their last in peace. The impress of their 
huge bodies may be traced on the dead, soiled, 
flattened herbage. 
From the quantity of bones strewn about the 
place, I think this must be the chief bemetery of 
these poor animals. The only sounds that disturb 
the silence are the harsh notes of wild swans pass- 
ing high overhead, and the frightened caw of a 
rook, soaring, dodging, and trpng in vain to elude 
the pursuit of a determined hawk. The solitary 
wildness of the spot is hardly relieved by the un- 
expected appearance of three Ainos, aborigines of 
