176 THE ZOOLOGIST. 
Goldeneyes arrived (and were shot) on October 10th, and were 
as usual plentiful this winter, occurring on Derwentwater and 
other lakes and rivers, from Furness to the Solway, inland 
especially. 
Pochards and Tufted Ducks, Scaups, and all the usual fowl 
visited us this month, a couple of Wigeon having been shot as 
early as August 30th. 
We searched in vain for any remarkable small birds, a pretty 
cinnamon variety of the Common Whitethroat being the only 
Warbler worthy of notice. As if to compensate for disappoint- 
ment, we were cheered by the detection of the Pectoral Sandpiper, 
Tringa maculata (Vieillot), three specimens of which were found 
near Penrith, and two were shot (‘ Ibis,’ Jan. 1889, p. 1386). We 
searched the rushy spot where they were found without obtaining 
any glimpse of the survivor. 
A young Glaucous Gull and an old Velvet Scoter were seen 
in November, but I am glad to say escaped destruction. 
Few winters or springs pass without my hearing of Wild 
Swans, but they are rarely shot, and when killed are generally 
eaten. Last December five Bewick’s Swans visited a quiet sheet 
of water, and there two of them remained until March, when they 
flew northward. The other three unfortunately strayed to the 
coast, and were shot by a punt-gunner on Christmas-day. ‘Two 
of these were cygnets, and they were subsequently staked at cards 
and lost! I traced the gamesters in time to find one bird plucked 
and headless; the other I secured, with the old one, for our local 
Museum. As we hung up these fine birds side by side to photo- 
graph them, the words rose to my lips—‘ Beautiful in their lives, 
in death they were not divided,” the trio having been shot at one 
discharge as the young birds swam up to the old male for 
protection from a Greater Black-backed Gull that hovered 
menacingly overhead. ‘The other two Swans were adults, and I 
showed them to several of my friends, the farmers in the district 
supplementing my endeavour to secure the sanctity of their 
asylum, while we studied their movements on every available 
opportunity. 
A Grey Shrike, Lanius excubitor, was captured by a bird- 
catcher early in December, while striking at a call-bird, but was 
unfortunately killed for stuffing before I heard of it. I saw 
a second, and heard of one or two others. This reminds me, 
