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a deep bay, or the more sheltered 

 side of an island, and to these places 

 they come year after year, genera- 

 tion after generation. And if the 

 wide ocean is a loneliness, a deso- 

 lation, these land-homes are exactly 

 the opposite. 



How they are crowded ! " Her- 

 rings in a barrel " is the proverbial 

 synonym for tight placing, but the 

 herrings lie quiet and silent in their 

 barrel for exceeding good reasons; 

 the Penguins are continually scuffling 

 and shuffling, until one would think 

 they must themselves be deaved, to 

 use a Scottish word, by the hubbub 

 and commotion. 



The business of rearing a family 

 is a very serious one to everybody, 

 but to the Penguins it is for three 

 or four months the chief object of 

 life. Personal comfort, daily food, 

 likes and dislikes, are all nowhere 

 in comparison with hatching of eggs 

 and the training of children. 



The eggs, two in number, are laid 



