the camera fixed, but by that time the sun had gone in and a breeze had 

 sprung up, so we sat and smoked for half an hour and watched the old 

 Herons sitting on the tops of the neighbouring trees. 



At last the sun came out and we took one or two photos of the nest. 

 We climbed to all the nests in the Heronry. Two of them had four eggs in 

 each, one contained only two, and the remaining four had three eggs each. 

 The nests were all built in the tops of very tall spruce-trees, and were large 

 collections of sticks and heather roots lined with twigs of birch and larch, 

 generally covered with a whitish sort of scurf of the birds' plumage. 



