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Sept., I9O 5 I AMONG THE SEA BIRDS OFF THE OREGON COAST, PART I i2i of the surf ?vas growing fainter. In the gray light of every morning, we crawled out to see if we could detect a sufficient gap in the o'n-coming line of combers. Then one morning, when we were impatient of waiting, we made a trial of driving our boat through the lowest place in the surf-barrier. We waded in with ?ur little dory until she floated. Watching our chance, when the waves were SIDE OF ROCK SHOWING CAMP ON LEDGE, AND WAY TO SUMMIT Co?rtesy of The Pa(ific Monthly smallest, we jumped to our oars. The nose of the boat plowed through the foam of the first and second breaker, but they tossed her like a toothpick. She shot at the third like a hunter at a fence, but failed to reach the top before it combed. Crash! came half a ton of green, foaming water down my back. We swerved a little to the right, and another monster grew up like magic. Biff! came ten tons