. Fowls of the air . d pulled upthe grass and hollowed the earth enough tokeep the eggs from rolling out. They were T^uku/eemthere on the bare ground, two large olive (p^.-^J^eggs with dark blotches. I left them undis-turbed and went on to investigate the crying,which had stopped a moment as I approachedthe nest. Presently it began again behind me, faintat first, then louder and more eager, till Itraced it back to Hukweems there was nothing here to account for it,only two innocent-looking eggs on the topof a bog. I bent over to examine them moreclosely. There, on the sides, were
. Fowls of the air . d pulled upthe grass and hollowed the earth enough tokeep the eggs from rolling out. They were T^uku/eemthere on the bare ground, two large olive (p^.-^J^eggs with dark blotches. I left them undis-turbed and went on to investigate the crying,which had stopped a moment as I approachedthe nest. Presently it began again behind me, faintat first, then louder and more eager, till Itraced it back to Hukweems there was nothing here to account for it,only two innocent-looking eggs on the topof a bog. I bent over to examine them moreclosely. There, on the sides, were two holes,and out of the holes projected the points oftwo tiny bills. Inside were two little loons,crying at the top of their lungs, Let meout! O, let me out! Its hot in here. Letme out — Oooo-eee ! pip-pip-pip ! But I left the work of release to themother bird, thinking she knew more aboutit. Next day I went back to the place and,after much watching, saw two little loonsstealing in and out among the bogs, exulting. 114 VoicCr,^
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