for a little season promptly returns to his 

 native confidence. 



When the autumn comes you will notice 

 another suggestion of the unknown plover e m^ Grm 

 in Whitooweek. Just as you look confi- 

 dently for the plover's arrival in the first 

 heavy northeaster after August 20, so the 

 first autumn moon that is obscured by heavy 

 fog will surely bring the woodcock back to 

 his accustomed haunts again. But why he 

 should wait for a full moon, and then for a 

 chill mist to cover it, before beginning his 

 southern flight is one of the mysteries. Un- 

 like the plovers that come by hundreds, and 

 whose eerie cry, shrilling above the roar of 

 the storm and the rush of rain, brings you 

 out of your bed at midnight to thrill and 

 listen and thrill again, Whitooweek slips in 

 silent and solitary; and you go out in the 

 morning, as to an appointment, and find him 

 sleeping quietly just w"here you expected him 

 to be. 



With the first autumn flight another curi- 

 ous habit comes out, namely, that Whitoo- 

 week has a fondness for certain spots, not 



