84 EVERYDAY ADVENTURES 
different kinds of birds, including siskin, fox sparrows, 
and killdeer, and saw a buzzard sail on black-fringed 
wings over the peaks. On a farmer’s barn we saw a 
goshawk nailed, its blue-gray back and finely penciled 
breast unmistakable, even after the winter storms. 
As we entered the Gap, patches of snow showed 
here and there, and a mad mountain brook of foam- 
ing gray water came frothing and raging to meet us. 
When we were full two hundred and fifty yards 
away from the nest, the female raven flapped and 
soared away. The nest itself was only thirty feet 
from the ground, ona shelf protected by a protruding 
ledge, some ten feet down from the top of the cliffs. 
Rigging a rope to a tree, I managed to swarm up and 
look at last on the eggs of a Northern raven. They 
were three in number, a full clutch. The number 
ranges from three to five, very rarely six, with one 
instance of seven. The eggs themselves were half as 
large again as those of a crow, and all different in 
coloration. One was light-blue-flecked and speckled 
with brown and lavender; another heavily marked 
with lavender and greenish-brown; while the last was 
of a solid greenish-brown color. 
The nest itself faced the Gap, and from it one could 
look clear across the forest to the settled country 
beyond, while behind the cliff stretched a range of 
low, unexplored mountains. The nest itself was made 
of smaller sticks than the one I had seen over at 
Seven Mountains, and had a double lining of brown 
and white deer-hair, a fresh lining having been laid 
over that of the year before. As we climbed to the 
