HIS ISLAND HOME. 



A STORMY day inland is to the birds for the 

 most part a season of discomfort. It drives 

 them from their haunts in the open to the covert of 

 the hedgerow, to the shelter of the ivy, or to holes 

 beneath the eaves. 



The missel-thrush, indeed — a bold-hearted bird that 

 will buffet the hawk who ventures too near his nest, 

 and drive off a marauding crow — cares little for the 

 weather. He really seems to revel in the storm, and 

 his wild song rises all the higher when a fierce wind 

 is blowing and the rain drives in sheets across the 

 dreary landscape. 



But stormy weather by the sea is quite another 

 thing. Days like these bring in the gulls and divers 

 from the open j for although seabirds seem to take 

 pleasure in fighting with the wind, and to be most 

 in their element when they face the wild weather, yet 

 there are times when even they are forced to take 

 refuge by the shore j when they even fly far inland to 

 peaceful havens on quiet lakes and rivers. 



