MISCELLANEOUS NOTES FROM GREAT YARMOUTH. 375 



and the clouds of marvellous shapes and colours at sunset. 

 Passed many waders on one flat, and many Gulls. The roughest 

 passage I have ever made in this cockleshell. 



Hundreds of Dunlins and Ringed Plovers, in scattered flocks 

 all over Breydon. Many Godwits and Grey Plovers ; the plain- 

 tive notes of the latter were so incessant and monotonous that 

 they almost got on one's nerves. Six Little Stints on a salting. 



A White House-Martin seen at Horning in September, having 

 been bred there. A hand-reared Mallard had been seen perched 

 on a motor-shed ; and a Snipe on top a telegraph pole in the 

 same neighbourhood. 



September 5th. — A Babel of bird sounds—a jumble of low 

 whistling notes from the flocks of waders collected on the higher 

 parts of the flats at high water to-night was remarkable. I 

 passed one area of some 50 square yards crowded with Godwits, 

 Grey Plovers, Curlews, Knots, and other waders, and so near 

 that a hat might have been thrown into their midst. And the 

 Gulls on a distant flat were cackling loudly and incessantly. 



More migrants. — Sailing down Duffells Drain, from my small 

 houseboat, on the morning of September 6th, I passed another 

 congregation of waders, among them many Knots (one gunner 

 secured thirty), Grey Plovers, Curlews, and, I believe, some 

 Curlew- Sandpipers among other small birds ; probably several 

 rarer birds were here to-day. Dunlins and Binged Plovers were 

 flying everywhere in flocks of various sizes. I have not seen 

 such an immigration here in early September for several years. 



