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will have a chance of sending a letter by a girl to-morrow. 

 This will be not a bad wind-up for the Fillefjeld. We 

 shall get them by twelve o'clock noon on Saturday. 



Jul]} 11. 



Tuesday, the 11th of July, was a fine warm day, 

 followed by rain at night. There had been a keen frost 

 through the night, followed by a bright beautiful morning 

 with not a cloud in the sky. We found the burn very 

 cold for our tub. 



About five o'clock we got up, and after breakfast we 

 started about seven to row down the Kvoevlin Vand to 

 some islands further down than we had yet been. While 

 the man was getting ready, Alston and I went out to the 

 large island, where we found the Scoter's nest — Gedeoe — 

 and shot a pair of Bluethroats, one each, the $ falling 

 to Alston and the ? to me. 



When about a mile down, the man (another Ole) took 

 us to a place where he had seen a Marten (Morkat) the 

 day before, in a large heap of debris at the foot of a low 

 cliff in the thick birch-wood. The beast had come out 

 and barked at him, and he had pitched stones at it. 



But, of course, though we waited a considerable time, 

 it was in vain. There were plenty of droppings to be 

 seen on the stones round about, and there is little doubt 

 it had a litter of young somewhere among the stones. 



Then we went on to the furthest islands, about seven 

 miles from the head of the loch, where I shot a 2 Wild 

 Duck, and Alston a Teal. We saw for the first time a 

 Velvet Scoter — a fine <? — but we found no new nests. The 

 Soeter people have made a clean sweep of them. One 

 woman, we were told, had found ten nests, all with 

 fresh eggs. We were just a week or so too late in 

 coming here. 



Ole and I tried fishing on our return in the river, but it 



