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rapidly with expanded wings, now stopping to bob 

 their heads in true plover fashion (they must have 

 learned that in the shell), now coming a header over 

 some slight inequality in the ground. However far 

 they got from danger, the old birds still continued to 

 call and lead, but did not attempt to return and cover 

 the young, as I have seen lapwings do under similar 

 circumstances. 



Crossing the cove and reascending on the farther 

 side, we gained the top of high limestone cliffs 

 which fall perpendicularly to the sea, assuming a 

 character befitting their name Dinmor, or Deep Sea, 

 Rocks. The picture was taken from the edge of the 

 cliff, at the foot of which the sea breaks at high 

 water with a hollow boom as it flushes the recess 

 known as the Guillemots' Hole. 



The bird standing at the edge of the cliff is an 

 old herring-gull, who might be seen in the same 

 spot at almost any time of day, as still as a figure 

 on a cornice. I stalked him with the double-lens 

 camera, .naking the camera " walk " by advancing 

 the front leg as far as it would safely go, then bring- 

 ing up the two back legs quickly, refocussing, and 

 setting the front leg forward again. By this means 

 one may always snap on the last focus if the bird 

 becomes restive. So long as I kept my head under 

 the focussing-cloth the bird did not seem to mind 

 much, and I was thus able to get up within half a 

 dozen yards from him. He was one of a solitary 

 pair of herring-gulls nesting on a tufty ledge not far 



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