In the dead air to lee'ard of the foresail, Captain Andrews and I were smoking a social pipe. A haze limited vision to perhaps half a mile. Out of this fog came flocks of DOUBLECRESTS, in irregular companies, long lines or sharply V shaped.
"The Shags are moving — get some dirt out o' this before long tho I think we'll be inside Minot's before it hits."
"Glass only down a few points."
"Glass don't always tell the truth."
A line of birds swing low over the water, the wave undulations breaking the flock into a series of curves.
"There's your sea serpent;" — And in the dim light that was what they looked like.
"Let's go aft and hear what Flanagan has to say."
It was Flanagan's trick at the wheel.
"Did you two see what I did?" asked he.
"Mean that sea serpent?"
"I do that! — don't you nor everybody iver try to tell me different! That serpent warz twenty fathoms long!"
We let it go at that.
Eastern and central North America, from southern British provinces east to Gulf of St. Lawrence and James Bay.