BIRDS OF THE BAHAMA ISLANDS. 
The wind increased to a strong breeze, and, soon after starting, 
the land we had left became an indistinct line in the distance, which 
gradually faded from our view, until we rolled upon an unbroken 
sea of white-capped waves, which occasionally sent their spray high 
over the deck. About noon we sighted Green Key, and passed 
within a stone’s throw of the shore. A flock of Royal Terns, which 
were sunning themselves upon the beach, rose with harsh cries, and 
circled and played around us until Green Key, in turn, had sunk in 
the horizon, and the low shores of Andros Island appeared in the 
distance, heralded by the rumbling thunder of the waves breaking 
upon the coral reefs. A few minutes later, our little vessel rounded 
to, and entered a small, rock-bound harbor, startling a number of 
Cormorants, which flapped hurriedly away as we dropped our anchor 
in the still water. 
