150 Northern Observations of Inland Birds 



prising distance, and so, dotted about on the ledges, 

 their parents, on bringing food, locate them by their 

 cries, and feed each chick individually. In my boyhood 

 a keeper and I found a chick, so young as to have no 

 fear of us, perched in the heather at least eighty yards 

 from its home, though how it got there was a mystery, 

 for it seemed quite incapable of flight. 



