The Zoologist — April, 1870. 2077 



of clouds: it is tlie beetling cliffs of Miiigalay, with llie low clouds 

 careering along their sides, hiding their tops. A white gleam of sand 

 in a sheltered nook, on whicli the ground-swell is heavily breaking, 

 a few battered boats drawn up, a black amphitheatre of hills, and we 

 catch a dim outline of a group of huts as we sail past. Into a 

 sheltered cove Rory glides, and as the boat is lifted on the wave we 

 spring out, catching and dragging out our gun-cases and impedimenta. 

 A parting cheer to Rory, as his boat is lost in the gloom, and here are 

 we on a barren island, on which no strangers have landed for more 

 than a year. 



Wet and giddy we stagger along the track to the huts, and getting 

 the schoolmaster as interpreter, we are soon lodged in the chief hut 

 of the "clachan." Behold us then in a highland hut ; a loop-hole as 

 large as the crown of one's glengarry for a window ; a peat fire on the 

 earth floor, filling the hut with blue eye-smarting "reek," through the 

 gloom of which one sees the grandfather and grandmother crooning 

 over the fire, two calves whose eyes shine like emeralds, a fat young 

 grunter and sundry fowls, two cats and a dog. Seated round a 

 steaming dish of haddock, with sea-oat cake and sour milk, what care 

 two healthy fellows roughing it, though storm may rage ! our sleep on 

 bed of straw and heather wdl be sweet- — sweet as he only knows who 

 loves Nature in all her moods ; following her sjiirits, the free birds of 

 the air, loving her in mist and sunshine, in calm and storm ; seeing 

 her soul almost human in her passion, almost divine in her tender- 

 ness ; her creatures leading the mind up to her creatures' God, 

 purifying and elevating the soul, and her breath giving new life and 

 energy to the body. 



Theodore C. Walker. 



Ornilhologicul Notes froin North Lincolnshire. 

 By John Cordeaux, Esq. 



(Continued from Zool. S. S. 2055). 



February, 1870. 

 The month on our eastern coast has been unusually severe, a 

 succession of gales, frosts and snow-storms, for which we have to go 

 back to the severe winter of 1861-2 for a parallel. On the 6th, 7ih 

 and 8th we experienced some severe weather and heavy gales, and on 

 these days at Wick, on the east coast of Caithness, the waves, for 



