O'er Fell pd Dale 



and think I secured a record "ftia't Will interest sportsmen 

 and naturalists alike. Up^i^tiwniriglsjhe^did/'iiot like 

 the look of my lens, so set to work and deliberately 

 raked her eggs out of the nest with her bill and trundled 

 them away into the grass behind the tuft of dead 

 bracken, under which they had been lying. She tried 

 to sit upon them at several different points, but failing 

 to discover a comfortable hollow decided to take them 

 home again. This she successfully accomplished, and I 

 kinematographed her not only taking her eggs out of the 

 nest, but fetching them back again, and finally sitting 

 covering them and looking quite happy over her task. 



Again the hiding-tent and everything connected 

 therewith was removed and the grouse's nest thoroughly 

 hidden. I passed that way two days afterwards and 

 was gratified to see her sitting tight and contented. I 

 hope she hatched off successfully and had the good luck 

 to escape a charge of shot during the following season. 



Wandering by a mountain becklet one day I stopped 

 to watch a trout lying at the bottom of a pool as clear 

 as crystal, when a dipper rose from beneath an over- 

 hanging bank and flew past me. I saw the bird had 

 food in its bill, so turned to watch it. In a flight of less 

 than thirty yards it turned the corner of a landslide and 

 disappeared. Beyond this point the bed of the beck 

 opened out and gave a plain view of the whole ravine. 

 As the dipper had tarried somewhere I followed her, and 

 presently heard some excited notes, which, although 

 piped quite loudly, were difficult to locate. I caught 

 sight of the old bird curtsying after the manner of her 



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