48 I caught this myself. Not fresh? What? 
beak, which she seemed unwilling to give up. Both had hold of 
the thrush with their beaks and tussled for possession with their 
wings raised and flapping. King was not able to take this scene 
as neither camera was trained on the spot, but he says it was a most 
interesting sight as they stood there against the sky with their wings 
raised and their feet almost touching as they pulled at the thrush. 
This long disappearance of the Falcon gave rise to a good deal 
of discussion. We could not, of course, tell whether the Falcon 
that turned up after the interval was the original or another pressed 
into the service. I am rather inclined to the view that it was a 
fresh bird, owing to the bold way in which she came into the eyrie, 
and that the tussle for the thrush showed she required breaking 
in to her new duties. When Fortune came home and described 
the young as starving, it was resolved to give them some scraps 
to go on with until such time as the Tiercel, driven by hunger, 
hunted for himself, and then probably resume feeding the young. 
So I took up a freshly-killed puffin and a nestling shag; but when 
King said that feeding had been resumed, rather than throw them 
away I placed them conspicuously on the topmost rock of the 
island. 
C. R. Brown next occupied the shed for three hours, during 
which he recorded three meals off small birds. I relieved him at 
4.30 p.m. 
F. Heatherley’s watch, from May 30th to May 31st.—I took 
Brown’s place at 5 p.m., the puffin and shag being still on the 
top rock. At 6.45 the Tiercel pitched on A. He stood there calling, 
and then flopped down into the eyrie with a thrush, but soon left, 
seeming uneasy, and flying straight out to sea. At 7.10 he came 
flapping right across the eyrie into the gully leading from the top 
of the island. After a silence of some minutes he returned the 
same way and dropped into the eyrie with an intact puffin. I 
believe that this was the puffin I left on the top rock, as it was gone 
when I looked, after being relieved, although the shag was as I 
had placed it. The meal lasted twenty minutes, and at its close he 
again flew straight out to sea. Looking out for an explanation 
of his scare, I found that an empty tea-bottle had been left propped 
against C. I rigged up an extempore pole and noose and was slowly 
