. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . ardly a moment will pass without some sort of a cry. Butnow it is only an individual voice that is heard, instead ofa vast chorus. As we lie under our blankets on the piazza,watching the twinkling of the Loggerhead Light, the dimform of a Sooty suddenly dashes past the gable, and witha resounding scream it is gone, like a waning meteorite, per-haps to be followed by a Nodd)^ with its comical little squeakof a voice. But soon no sounds can longer keep us awake.At daybreak the clamor begins
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. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . ardly a moment will pass without some sort of a cry. Butnow it is only an individual voice that is heard, instead ofa vast chorus. As we lie under our blankets on the piazza, watching the twinkling of the Loggerhead Light, the dimform of a Sooty suddenly dashes past the gable, and witha resounding scream it is gone, like a waning meteorite, per-haps to be followed by a Nodd)^ with its comical little squeakof a voice. But soon no sounds can longer keep us awake.At daybreak the clamor begins, and we, too, are astir. Theskilful guide soon prepares a steaming and bountiful repast, and again I am out with the camera among the birds. ON LONELY BIRD KEY 95 The first thing to do is to photograph the Man-o-WarBirds. The)^ have been sleeping on some clumps of bushes, in pretty close company with us. We do not see them go tobed, for at dark they are still soaring ; but in the morning wefind them quietly roosting, some of them not more thanthirty or forty feet from our couches. They are late risers, . THE LITTLE PIER. THE NODDIES AND MAN-o-^VAR BIRDS LOVE TO ROOST ON IT** and sit there sleepily till some time after sunrise. So I quietlyset up the camera upon the tripod, with the telephoto attach-ment, and get what views I wish, without alarming them, right from mv very bed ! Now we will stroll to the northern end of the island, look-ing toward the fort, where the Sooties are very numerous.They are nesting all over the dry sand above the beach, andeverywhere under the bushes farther back. As we approach, they rise in astonishing numbers. The sun is yet low in theeast and lights up their white under parts as they rise, so that 96 WILD WINGS it is a good time for snap-shots of birds a-wing, giving aboutone five-hundredtli of a second with tlie reflex camera. Thenegatives secured are likely to be full of birds, if we aimanywhere except down by our feet! Still the birds are risingfro