A LABRADOR SPRING 
its entire coast line, and concluded that al- 
though the island was only about three miles in 
diameter, its periphery with all the sinuosities 
measured at least fifteen miles. My friend be- 
lieves the distance is much greater, and as we 
walked without stopping the last four hours, 
after we had already gone a considerable part 
of the way, I am inclined to think he is right. 
Granite rocks are soft in comparison with these 
hard, marble-like limestones, and the effect 
on my hob-nailed shoes was disastrous. It was 
hard walking, and I was reminded of the saying, 
“Hit hisn’t the ’unting that ’urts the ’oss, 
hit’s the ’ammer, ’ammer, ’ammer on the ’ard 
‘igh way.” 
The cliffs on the eastern end of the island 
are particularly fine, and in one of the inacces- 
sible hollows an ancient nest of a raven was to 
be seen, made up of a multitude of weather- 
worn sticks piled up and woven together to a 
mass the size of a clothes basket. Although the 
ravens were said to breed there every year, we 
saw no signs of them on our visits. It was evi- 
dent, however, that a few black guillemots or 
sea pigeons were nesting in the deep crevices 
of these cliffs, for they often flew out on our 
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