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we struck across a very likely piece of land, little flat pieces of bog with mossy ridges between. 

 Presently Harvie-Brown, who was in front, whistled ; and as I was coming up to him I saw a 

 Grey Plover to my left. He called out to me that he had put up a pair near where he was 

 standing. I soon caught sight of another bird, on the ground, lifting its wings as if to attract me 

 from its nest. It then quietly ran off; and I went to the spot — but finding nothing, lay down to 

 watch. Harvie-Brown did the same about eighty yards off. It was not long before I caught 

 sight of both birds at some distance. One, which I at once concluded must be the male, 

 remained in one spot ; the other was running towards me, stopping on some elevation every few 

 yards to look round. By-and-by it flew between Harvie-Brown and me, and alighted on the 

 other side of me. The other bird soon followed, and remained as before, apparently watching 

 the movements of the restless bird, which I now felt sure must be the female. To this latter 

 bird I now confined my attention, and kept it within the field of my telescope for more than half 

 an hour. It was never still for more than a minute together ; it kept running along the ground 

 for a few yards, then ascending one of the ridges, looking round and uttering its somewhat 

 melancholy cry. It crossed and recrossed the same ridges over and over again, and finally 

 disappeared behind a knoll about forty yards ahead of me, and was silent. I carefully adjusted 

 my telescope on a knoll to bear upon the place in case I lost it, and was just making up my 

 mind to walk to the spot when I again heard its cry, and saw it running as before. The male 

 was still in statu quo. The crossing and recrossing the ridge upon which my telescope was 

 pointed then continued for another quarter of an hour, and at last the bird disappeared behind 

 the same ridge as before. I gave her a quarter of an hour's grace, during which she was per- 

 fectly silent, and then sat up to see if Harvie-Brown was satisfied that she was on the nest. His 

 point of sight was not so favourable as mine ; and thinking I had given up the watch as hopeless, 

 he fired off his gun as a last resource, and came up to me. As soon as he fired, both birds rose 

 almost exactly in front of the knoll upon which my telescope pointed. Upon his arrival to learn 

 what I had made out, I told him the nest was forty or fifty yards in front of my telescope. We 

 fixed one of our guns pointing in the same direction, so that we could easily see it. We then 

 skirted the intervening bog, got our exact bearings from the gun, and commenced a search. In 

 less than a minute we found the nest with four eggs. As before, it was in a depression on a 

 ridge between two little lakes of black bog. In returning to our boat we crossed a higher part 

 of the tundra near the river-bank, and saw some Golden Plovers. The eggs in this, our fifth 

 nest, were considerably incubated, which was probably the reason why one of the birds showed 

 more anxiety to lure us away. 



" The following day we crossed over again to the tundra, and spent some hours watching 

 some Buffon's and Richardson's Skuas. We watched one of the latter birds onto her nest, with 

 two eggs, and then turned our attention to the Grey-Plover ground. We found one of our men 

 trying to watch one of these birds onto the nest. We lay down, one fifty yards to his right, and 

 the other as much to his left. The birds behaved exactly as those we watched the day before. 

 After the female had crossed and recrossed one hillock many times, and finally disappeared 

 behind it, I made up my mind that the nest was there, and sat up. My sudden appearance 

 alarmed the male, who flew up, showing his black axillaries very distinctly in the evening sun- 

 shine as he skimmed over my head. We then all three rose, and in less than a minute met at 



