PATRD WEEK IN APRIL 13 
immature plumage, it does not matter— 
stuffed. And sometimes the bird is left on 
the hands of the taxidermist, because the 
destroyer has found the bill for preserving 
it too big to pay! but the ‘sportsman’ has 
actually ‘shot a heron’ (not a sparrow or a 
starling this time!) he tells his friends ! 
We welcome the kind permission to visit 
a heronry near London with the camera. 
No one is allowed to go to the birds unless the 
keeper be present. So in his company we 
proceeded to their island home. The first 
view before us was that of many acres of 
thickly wooded land intersected by channels 
affording vistas of water with marshy banks, 
and aquatic plants from which the croak of 
a concealed moorhen, or one from a bird 
paddling busily around in search of food, ever 
and anon comes, a warning to its kind of the 
approach of intruders. It was a quiet isolated 
spot which the heron loves as well as its 
smaller wading friends. 
Careful foresters’ work is done here, as 
is evidenced by the neat stack of wood and 
