270 



WITH NATURE AND A CAMERA. 



caught as they tumble down the steep hillside 

 leading to the edge of the cliff, where they gain 

 wing and fly away out to sea. At the Bass, Tammy 

 Norie, as they are called, were by no means 

 numerous last summer, and hundreds of forsaken 



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NEST OF BLACK-HEADED GULL, 



burrows, stuffed almost full of wind-drifted feathers, 

 gave the place the appearance of an old worked- 

 out mining district. 



A Puffin is a grotesque-looking bird at any time 

 during the breeding season, but to watch three or 

 four standing on a piece of timber bobbing up 

 and down in a fairly rough sea is an extremely 

 comical sight. 



