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difficult to knock many over with a stick, so weary did they seem, 

 barely possessing enough strength to fly up to the eaves, where 

 they clung, to peer and search in vain for tiny mud-beaded houses 

 wherein to rest, like those they had left only a few weeks back. 

 At length they appeared to realize that the aspect of things had 

 changed, for they took to the tiles, where they huddled together 

 and remained motionless for a time. I pitied these little travellers 

 from the bottom of my heart. 



When September was passed, and October had come, migrants 

 became scarce, and silence for the most part reigned throughout 

 this sparsely stone-studded shore. In the neighbouring reed- 

 beds it was now and again broken by a mischief- making wind 

 that sowed discord amongst the waving reeds. 



AN OKNITHOLOGICAL TOUE IN NOKWAY. 

 By 0. V. Aplin, F.L.S. 



A tour in Norway, made during the past summer and here 

 described, extended casually over almost the entire length of a 

 country nearly 1086 miles long, and lying between 57° 57' and 

 71° 12' N. latitude. I have therefore thought it desirable, at the 

 risk of a little repetition, to divide the localities in which my 

 observations were made and the birds seen therein into three 

 sections, grouped respectively in Southern, Middle, and Arctic 

 Norway. 



I. — Southern Norway. 



After a rough passage across the North Sea, with a painful 

 "corkscrew" motion, we were in Christiansand early on the 

 morning of May 31st, 1896. It was Sunday, and the steamer 

 was detained until late in the afternoon, so we had a long walk 

 ashore through wooded country to Ravnedal and Eg. Pied Fly- 

 catchers at once arrested our attention on landing. Several were 

 singing gaily in the poplar and other trees in the gardens close to 

 the quay. The tame Magpies, so remarkable in Norway, flying 

 about the town and even perched on the principal buildings, 

 presented a curious sight to a new-comer accustomed to frequent 

 failures in stalking and slaying this shy and wary egg-stealer. 



The next morning we reached Christiania, where, thanks to 



