IN SCHAROK CAMP 201 
with only two immature birds between them. This made 
it pretty clear that their nests had been robbed. Many 
Siberian herring-gulls were also about the creek, and of 
these many were young birds. 
At half-past three that afternoon Hyland was so much 
better that we walked down the coast to inspect the 
sand-banks. 
I had had some hope that we should reach the gulf, 
but, owing to the great difficulty in crossing many inlets, 
we were obliged to turn homewards when we had gone 
five miles. 
I took a grey plover’s nest, and removed, with its 
surroundings, one of the little stint’s. We also saw two 
lots of baby little stints. 
I shot three long-tailed ducks, and one of them when 
winged gave Sailor much sport in the retrieving. And 
here I may notice the different methods pursued by dogs 
in this attempt. Sailor had no other idea but to swim 
about, waiting for the re-appearance of the diving bird, 
and making then the best shot he could. So the dog 
was often head under water, and often foiled. 
But a Samoyed dog who went to fetch a winged eider, 
as we rode to the Gusina, had behaved with far greater 
address. For he swam quietly and warily, always trying 
to come on the duck from behind. And so well succeeded 
that on the third or fourth attempt he was able to take 
the bird quietly in his mouth before it was at all aware 
that he was near. 
