New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1903-05-24

throat of the young, just is the case in the
whale and in certain marsupials.
At last, after days of waiting, we woke one
keen bright morning with curious sense OF
something missing. A moment later 1t dawned
upon US that il was the roar OF the SURF that
gone. There could be no mistake ABOUT IL.
We threw up the wind, and could eaten
only dull, drowsy growl in place of the loud,
angry snarl which had become part of the
substratum of our consciousness Before the
griddie was fairly hot. down came messen-
ger hot foot from Captain Indian Joe to say
that our chance had come Cameras were
loaded, guns given last smear with oil, egg
boxes piled into the wagon, and in less than
half hour we were off up the beach to the
hunters hut
Here our first difficulty cropped up. The tide
out; and it would have been madness
to risk chance by waiting although full tide
would have been far the most favorable time to
slip through tee SURF there were some two hum
bred yards of shining sand over which OR huge
old whaleboat had TO be dragged by hand before
she could be launched. This three-quarters OF
hour job merely prepared us TO form a due
and respectful estimate of the power OF the
breakers when felt her tossed about be-
meath US like toothpick few minutes later
Fortunately we were all accustomed to rowing
and our six oars, with Indian Joe at the ttler
quickly drove her through the lowest place in
the surf barrier and out 10 sea without misad-
venture.
The sea lion rocks were the innermost Of the
group; and as we drew could see ripples
begin TO run through their ranks. which finally
reached the waters edge and the great dun
beasts began TO pour into the waves in a steady
'Wabbled" over, about as one would have ex-
pected to sausageS do If suddenly endowed
with life; but the momentum gradually increased
in ratio to the distance, until those highest up
the lodges executing a superb. undu-
latory toboggan slide. which ended in the water
with a splash that sent the spray flying twenty
feet in the air The first to plunge off were the
mothers and babies the last splendid old
bull who had been occupying the post OF honor
and danger on the highest ridge of the reef
He moved with the dignity BETTING his rank.
like a captain leaving his sinking ship
The rocks were bound for were three huge
'ha ystacks'' of basalt. with abrupt cliff sides
from sixty to hundred and twenty feet high,
and fattish sloping roofs" OF from 10
an acre and a half in extent. They were not
in the least promising looking subjects, as not
only their sides exceedingly steep. but the
rock was rotten and crumbly giving neither
safe handhold nor foothod, and a climbing hook
wedged into a crack might easily split of a
huge block. even whole ledge. Indeed,
shaped opening washed completely through
it. nifty feet high by sixty feet wide, the
shelf ridged sides OF which were simply lined
with puffins and INJURIES and their nests We
picked out the middle rock the most climb
able" looning As came within clear eyeshot
Il began fairly to swarm with birds. like
lamp in may1y time. Squadrons of impudent
pugnosed puff1ns. with their short wings and
roll shaped bodies. buzzed about Ike feathered
bumblebees Regiments of graceful guillemots
and INJURIES whirIed and flashed in sweeping
circles about the caves Of the haystack or sat
on dress parade in long. white waistcoated lines
on every available inch OF ledge and shelf
GaunI and ungainly eormorantS Tapped solemn