CHAPTER VII 



THE NEST ON THE GREY CRAG 



stronghold of the Welsh Raven 

 is wild, bleak, and bare. Grey 

 valleys, with great grey hills rising above 

 them ; vast grey slopes of crumbling 

 slate; here and there a touch of green 

 showing where a clump of ivy grows in 

 the crevices of the grey rocks, but as far 

 as the eye can reach grey is the prevail- 

 ing colour. It is a fitting and wild home 

 for a bird which we associate with freedom 

 in its wildest sense, and here he has 

 lived for generations past. 



Before the snows of winter have left 

 the hills, the Ravens begin to see to 

 their nest. Most of the pairs have several 

 nests, and early in February, and even 



