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I also added another specimen of Thalasseus regius to the 
collection. 
One more day at Middle Cay, and we were again under weigh, 
standing westward for Southern Water Cay and the main reef. 
A search on two small Cays (Ellen and Curlew Cays) produced a 
single specimen of Haliplana fuliginosa and a Turnstone (Strep- 
silas interpres). I also gathered a few more eggs of "Noddy” 
and “ Rocky Bird.” Leaving Water Cay, where we had anchored 
for the night, the schooner was steered along the inside of the 
reef, towards Cay Glory channel, stopping at “ Sawpit Cay ” and 
“ Tobacco Cay.” On the latter was an old Osprey’s nest in a 
dead tree, which looked as if it had been occupied for years, a 
little being added each year, till the pile of sticks was several feet 
high. A large flock of Hydrochelidon fissipes was seen ahead; but 
before the schooner could reach them they had worked too far 
to windward, so I jumped into the dorey, paddled off in pursuit, 
and succeeded in securing several specimens in all stages of 
plumage. 
My original intention had been now to return to Belize; but I 
had not seen enough. There were the “ Curlews” (. Eudocimus 
albus ), Spoonbills (Plataleaajaja), “ Gulls” ( Thalasseus acufla- 
vidus ), and several other species yet to be met with; so I deter¬ 
mined upon another round, and steered again for Cay Bokel and 
Turneff. On the way, three Boobies {Sula fiber) flew round, but 
out of shot. This species is said to breed on Mauger Cay, at 
the northern end of Turneff, also in great numbers in some of 
the Cays of Cape Gracias a Dios. I saw but few of them the 
whole time I was out. Landing on Turneff, I shot another 
Turnstone and a Bartram’s Sandpiper ( Actiturus bartramius ), 
but was disappointed at not finding the Lesser Terns breeding 
on a small Cay which Sam said they formerly frequented. A 
good supply of fish from the reef, which Sam speared whilst I 
was shooting, made some amends for the delay, as, our stock of 
provisions falling short, we had to depend upon Sam’s dexterity 
with the spear. 
Hat Cay was our next anchorage. It was now the 18th of 
May, and the dry season and sea-breezes almost at an end. 
Clouds were hanging over the land, and gathering waterspouts 
