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We mark a few of these birds, and getting up we once more 
proceed to the beach, and soon find three nests close to each 
other—one with one egg, one with two, and the other with 
three; and at a little distance away still another three eggs 
which harmonize well with the small pebbles, shells, and bits 
of dried seaweed amongst which they are laid. We then ride 
on to Aber, and proceed to a place where last year we found 
a pair of Redstarts nesting. The Redstarts are tenanting 
the nest again this year, and when we flush the female from 
out of the hole in the branch where the nest is built, we see 
five blue eggs. Near by, in another hole in a tree, is a Great 
Tit’s nest, with eight fully-fledged young, which, when we are 
looking at them, fly off one by one. Crossing the valley to the 
other side, we then begin to search about the small trees in the 
hopes of coming across a Cuckoo’s egg, but although we find 
many Chaffinchs’ nests with eggs or young, we do not see 
the object of our search. Cuckoos are very common here, 
and we frequently see about three of them at a time with little 
birds following in their wake. From amongst the bracken 
at one place we flush a Willow-Wren, and on searching we 
discover its nest with five eggs. A few Garden-Warblers are 
also seen. 
5th.—The Sunday previous to this date we were told about 
a young Cuckoo, so that to-day we go by train to Felin Hen, in 
order to see it. On alighting at the little station, we meet our 
informer, who then guides us along the track of a narrow gauge 
railway. After a short walk we come to a halt, and are shown 
the young Cuckoo in a Meadow-Pipit’s nest, on a bank within 
two yards of the rail. It is a little over a week old, and is very 
fierce, striking out with its beak and hissing when one puts 
a finger near it. When we whistle it opens wide its beak, 
revealing to us the red coloration of the inside of its mouth, 
and, fluttering its tiny wings, seems quite eager for food. During 
our stay of about half an hour at the nest we did not once see 
the foster-parents, this being quite contrary to the behaviour of 
a pair of Robin foster-parents that we once observed, and which 
were always with their charge, and took no heed of our intru- 
sion. At length we take our leave of the young Cuckoo, and, 
entering a wood near by, we find a Wren’s nest containing eggs, 
and also a half-finished nest of a Goldcrest. 
