IN SCHAROK CAMP 209 
to be left alone, running quickly after us like a little 
dog. 
We picked this day a bit of wild camomile, just coming 
into flower; Hyland found it growing on the roof of 
Uano’s hut; for we climb up there when the weather is 
clear to see how the ice is looking in the gulf. 
Black-throated divers were taking to-day a large and 
new kind of fish. I could see them with the glass, but 
not what kind they were. 
Hyland, who was out in the evening, brought back two 
interesting birds. The first, a curlew sandpiper, he shot 
among a lot of dunlins on the mud. 
This bird you will like to know something about. 
It is small, eight and a half inches long, and its 
back is curved rather like that of the common curlew, 
whence the name. These waders pass through our 
country in spring on their way to nest, and return with 
their young in August and September, when they remain 
on our mud-flats for some little time. 
Yesterday, July 15th, twenty years ago, Mr. Seebohm 
shot one out of a flock on the Petchora, and Dr. 
Middendorf, in June, shot a bird on the Taimyr Pen- 
insula, which would very soon have laid, for in the 
oviduct was an egg partly covered with shell. That 
is as near as we have got at present to a proper view 
of the egg. Where does this bird nest? No one can 
tell with certainty. 
We were not to find it nesting. This was the only 
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