Each time we visited the bay, we found it crowded with turtle.  We discovered that they assembled there to deposit their eggs.  This they do in holes which they dig out with their flappers in the sand.  They cover them up again with the same instruments, and leave them to be hatched by the sun.  We had not thought about this, when one day, as we were pulling across the bay in our canoe, we remarked the great number of sharks, and dog-fish, and sting-rays swimming about.  Presently, as we got close in with the shore, we saw a number of young turtle crawling out of the sand and making their way to the sea, expecting, of course, to enjoy a pleasant swim; instead of which, a very large number of the poor little innocents must have been gobbled up by the voracious monsters.  It would seem as if none could escape, but I suppose that some manage to run the gauntlet and to get clear off into deep water.