. Wilde Flügel; Abenteuer eines Kamerasuchers unter den größeren Wildvögeln Nordamerikas auf See und Land. winkel seines Lichts – schwer fassbar und verblüffend in der Tat, denn wir waren gestrandet. Der Arge Schoner, den wir uns zu engagieren gehofft hatten, war von einer langen Reise gegangen, und es gab keinen anderen. Ein kleiner Schlepper, der vor kurzem zum Grand Entry gekommen war, war kaputt und war nicht seetauglich. Entweder müssen wir ujd unser geschätztes Projekt geben oder in ein kleines offenes Fischerboot gehen, wenn wir tatsächlich einen Mann finden könnten, der es wagte, es zu versuchen. Die Fischer schüttelten den Kopf. Therock liegt in Richtung Neufundland und Labrador zweiundzwanzig Meilen als

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. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . winkle of its light— elusive and baffling indeed, for we were stranded. Thelarge schooner we had hoped to engage had gone off ona protracted voyage, and there was no other. A small tugthat had recently come to Grand Entry had broken downand was unseaworthy. Either we must give ujd our cherished project or go insome small open fishing-boat, if, indeed, we could find a manwho dared attempt it. Fishermen shook their heads. TheRock lies out toward Newfoundland and Labrador twenty-two miles as the murre flies from Grosse Isle. There is onlyone possible landing-place under the tremendous cliffs, a pileof jagged rocks which have fallen down on one part of thewest side, upon which, as against the cliffs themselves, the TO BIRD ROCK IN AN OPEN BOAT oo surf beats almost ceaselessly. For weeks, oftentimes, thereis no interval when it is possible either to land or to launch aboat. Much of the time the lonely crag is shut in by the graywalls of the fog ; even more often does the wind heap up the. the famous rock, with its beetling cliffs and whirring multitude forbidding surf. Arrive off the Rock in a sea-going vessel, and you may have to lie off for days before a landing canbe made. Reach it in an open boat and find it impossible toland, and there is no telling what might occur. Let the windbreeze up strong, contrary for a return to shelter, and wherewould one be ? Let the ever-ready fog shut down, and whatassurance is there of finding that atom amid the great waters, or even of returning to the Magdalen Islands ? Several parties before us had tried conclusions in an open 156 WILD WINGS boat, and, as far as we could learn, none had succeeded inthe attempt. One, I think, had been unable to land ; anotherhad missed the Rock in the fog; another had been evenworse lost, had tossed about on a cold, angry sea for anindefinite period, with one of the men sick and nearly dyingfrom

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