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Knowing the absurdity of imagining that I could meet anything more formidable than a fox on Jul Island, I recovered my wits immediately and perceived that it was a signal from my companion to inform me of his whereabouts.  We soon stumbled upon each other and continued the "search for the sound" as we termed it, but long in vain, for it led us about like a "Willo' the wisp" on account of the wind that eddied in whirls around the hill.  But at last we were actually approaching the spot.  Creeping silently lest we should scare the bird, we examined every bush.  We were some-what surprised that it kept up its extraordinary notes when it must have been aware of our presence, and Morton began to shake the trees, but nothing was seen to take flight.  "Realy this is very impertinent," said he "he is certainly here or