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whilst I was fishing from the rocks three Tufted 
Penguin landed within a few feet, and, literally 
brushing past me in the most delightfully friendly 
fashion, scrambled up the rocks, and walked with 
an air of possession into one of the turf-thatched 
igloos. There they stood looking at me with 
complete unconcern, drying and preening them- 
selves, pleased to be out of the heavy sea that 
was running. From the assured manner of their 
progression over the slippery ledges this male 
and his two accompanying hens were well aware 
of the haven awaiting them. Lastly, three species 
of Petrel—the Kuaka, the Mutton bird, and, I 
believe, Cook’s Petrel—were breeding in thou- 
sands. Besides, however, the pleasure of thus 
meeting old friends in new surroundings, there 
lived also on the island birds unknown to me 
till then—the Saddleback and Bush Wren; nor 
must I omit mention of the Sea Hawk, which, 
though known previously, had been hardly more 
than noted. 
The island was interesting on another account. 
It was possible, I thought, to observe in the ways 
of life of several of its inhabitants incipient de- 
parture from type, changes small indeed in them- 
selves, but which in time might be capable of pro- 
ducing new forms; perhaps, continued on the 
same lines through periods long enough, forms 
sufficiently differentiated to deserve the appella- 
