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The Irish Naturalist, 



November, 



Colonel Feilden (in a letter to Mrs. Barrington), as ''an 

 epitome of the man's character." 



It is pleasing to reflect that the last summer of his life 

 must have been one of the happiest he had spent for many 

 years, for on his release from the responsibilities of his 

 Land Commission work he was able to throw himself with 

 greater freedom into all his old studies, and in the course 

 of one nesting season successfully looked up at their homes 

 all the rarest Irish breeding birds — the Red-throated 

 Diver, Red-necked Phalarope, Roseate Tern, and Common 

 Scoter — besides finding a new colony of the Sandwich Tern, 

 and being shown what looked like strong evidence of the 

 nesting of the Black-necked Grebe in Ireland. He might 

 well call this a " record " circuit. 



His end was touchingly consistent with his whole career. 

 Arrested suddenly by the hand of death when driving his 

 motor car home from Dublin on the 15th of September, 

 with no other companion but his little son, he had the 

 presence of mind and strength of will to draw up and com- 

 pletely stop the car almost immediately before expiring 

 without ha\ing uttered a word, or shown a sign of suffering. 

 He had discharged his duty to the last with the quiet 

 thoroughness that marked his entire life. 



C. B. Moffat. 



