THE GOLDEN-CRESTED WREN. 



The sound of its call is something like 

 tsit, tsit. 



Vast iiocks of this wee species oc- 

 casionally hazard the perils of a journey 

 from the Continent across the North Sea 

 in order to visit our shores, and at such 

 times alight upon the rigging of fishing 

 smacks to rest, and crowd round 

 houses in incredible numbers. 



hght- 



