DECEIVING WILD CREATURES. 



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borrowed liberally from the dilapidated remains 

 of a neighbouring sheep-fold gate. 



Taking the camera inside, I focussed my cap 

 through a narrow horizontal slit, left for the purpose 

 in the turf wall, and after the shepherd had 

 handed in my headgear and securely walled up the 

 doorway behind me, he departed to tend his flock. 



In a very few minutes the cock golden plover 

 ran down towards the nest, calling reassuringly 

 as he advanced, and sat down to cover his chicks 

 without more ado. The lens being far back 

 amongst the dark peat turves, and consequently 

 in deep shadow, I suppose he failed to detect its 

 attention-arresting presence. At any rate, he 



MALE GOLDEN PLOVER 

 COVERING CHICK. 



