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scrub is knee high, and as you walk through it the wind 

 tosses the leaves until their silvery under sides flash up 

 in a long ripple from end to end of the marsh, as when the 

 light strikes on the flank of a rising wave. And just at 

 that moment a Temminck's Stint flicks up silently from 

 her eggs, twenty paces ahead, and you lose sight of her 

 grey wings at oilce (even if you saw them at all) in that 







TEMMINCK'S STINT: RISING FKOM THE EGGS. 

 (Photographed by Miss M. D. Haviland.) 



shiver of smi and wind over the willows. The accompany- 

 ing photographs of the bird were taken in such a place 

 on the 17th July. This nest for some reason contained 

 only three eggs. I made a first attempt to photograph 

 the bird on the 16th, but it was very shy, and did not 

 give me a chance. This was disappointmg, for I was to 

 make a three days' trip into the tundra on the 18th, and 

 knew that the eggs would hatch during my absence. 

 The 17th was a brilliant day, and, resolving to leave 

 nothing to chance, I went out early to find an assistant 



