MiopERN CLirF-DWELLERS 
Wee Only=some ytem feet, or so from the clitt, and 
passingsclose to) the vbirds. = First, it )I remember 
rightly, were some Kittiwakes, each on a little nest 
of sea-weed, built very cleverly and securely on to 
some slight projection or niche of the cliff. Some 
of the occupants sat still, others stood up, revealing 
two spotted eggs, or, in a few cases, newly-hatched 
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downy young ahde one or two took to Hight. 
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Off on the left was a long array of great white 
Gannets, nesting on a ledge. Directly in front of 
us, a little higher up, we passed a great mass of 
Murres. On sioch sides were birds, “snore lbere and 
everywhere they could find a footing. Here and 
there a Razor-billed Auk peered out .from a recess 
of the rock, watching our progress. 
The crate was all the time turning around from 
the twisting of the cable, but so slowly that I did 
not mind it at all. ‘The whole episode seemed like 
a dream, it was so soon over. In five minutes we 
rose in sight of the green-sward at the top, and saw 
two men and two women labouring at the crank, 
the latter with flushed faces. Then they swung 
the derrick-arm in over the land, where we got out 
to meet the keeper, Capt. Peter Bourque, who gave 
us a most royal welcome, and introduced us to the 
members of his family who were staying with 
him on the Rock at this time—a grown-up son, 
daughter and niece. 
The sun was now bright, so my friend and I took 
our cameras and started forth to view this new 
world of bird-life. There was the schooner already 
sailing away, and North Bird Rock out beyond, 
nearly a mile to the westward, appearing as two 
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