10 The Oologists' Record, March i, 1922. 



the narrow cleft above the nest. It needed an acrobatic feat to 

 swing myself over far enough to get my outstretched foot on the 

 ledge and so pull myself over, and before doing this I rested myself 

 for some minutes, keeping my eyes and my mind off the space 

 below. Then I had to fasten the chain to a point of the rock and 

 cast loose from- my safety line. I fastened the end of the chain to 

 my belt and, after a deep breath, threw it over the ledge and slid 

 down it. I swung free in the air but maintained my position by 

 keeping one foot against the wall as best I covild. One has not time 

 to be frightened on these occasions — that comes after — but I was 

 concerned about the swift swoops of the female falcon as she dashed 

 at my head. I was glad that I had my heavy sombrero on, but 

 I forgot bird, hat, cliff and all when, at the uttermost link of m}' 

 chain, I was able to barely touch the prize : three wonderful eggs 

 which lay on their bed of sandy rock in a small pot-hole in a sloping 

 hollow below the edge. I lifted the eggs very carefully and packed 

 them for the ascent. I took one quick glance below me before starting 

 back up the chain, and the memory of that sight haunts me yet. 

 When I had regained the edge I sat and rested for awhile and noted 

 the actions of the birds, and saw where they had eaten many a 

 meal,- for a small shrub growing in a cranny was covered with the 

 feathers of small birds, chiefly those of the Red-shafted Flicker, 

 Mountain Partridge, and others I could not identify for certain. 

 I gained the' top again without further incident, and now in my 

 cabinet these three eggs lie, mementoes of a great climb. 



BIRD LIFE BY LAKE ONTARIO. 



By Rev. C. J. Young, B.A., A.O.U. 



I have lived for many years in Eastern Ontario ; up to 1914 in 

 the village of Madoc, Hastings County, since at Brighton in the 

 adjoining county, close to the shore of Lake Ontario. Since 

 childhood I have watched the birds, and year by year have taken 

 an interest in them and their surroundings. Now through advancing 

 years I cannot follow them as I used to, but am still anxious as 

 before to watch their returning flight each spring, and note their 

 departure as the summer closes. 



Most of the birds we meet with in this locality are met with 



