NORTHWARD WITH THE SHORE-BIRDS 237 
Owing to the wind and cold, the chick needed brooding, 
and the devoted little mother was not slow to respond. In 
a few moments, hnding that I kept still and did not hurt her, 
she came up and nestled down on the sand close beside her 
RING-NECKED PLOVER AND YOUNG. “THE LITTLE FELLOW SCURRIED IN 
UNDER THE MATERNAL BREAST ” 
darling, and the little fellow scurried in under the maternal 
breast. Now and then she ran off, but soon returned, stood 
beside the chick, and then cuddled it some more. Meanwhile 
I was working the camera assiduously, photographing her 
and her mate in all sorts of attitudes, securing thereby an 
uncommonly interesting series of eighteen pictures — and 
using up my last plate. 
