. Bird lore . off;our genial hcst was sorry to part with us, but prudence suggested that if we wouldreach the Magdalens in safety, with our frail craft, we must start that two days had been far too short to accomplish all we wanted, but we hurriedlypacked up our belongings, bade farewell to our kind friends and started. Part-ing salutes were fired, handkerchiefs, weaters, and finally table cloths werewaved, as the light northeast wind carried us away from Bird Rock, and thefour lonely figures on top faded out of sight. The wind soon died out to a dead calm, we were twenty-five miles
. Bird lore . off;our genial hcst was sorry to part with us, but prudence suggested that if we wouldreach the Magdalens in safety, with our frail craft, we must start that two days had been far too short to accomplish all we wanted, but we hurriedlypacked up our belongings, bade farewell to our kind friends and started. Part-ing salutes were fired, handkerchiefs, weaters, and finally table cloths werewaved, as the light northeast wind carried us away from Bird Rock, and thefour lonely figures on top faded out of sight. The wind soon died out to a dead calm, we were twenty-five miles fromGrosse Isle, darkness coming on and every prospect of a dangerous gale ap-proaching. But we were not helpless, there were two oars in the boat and fourof us to man them. It was a hard nights work, with half hour shifts at the oars,but we stuck to it and finally reached the welcome beach at Grosse Isle justbefore sunrise. We were tired and sleepy, but we had made the first trip to BirdRock in an open GAXXETS AND NESTS ON NORTH BIRD ROCK
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