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64 Gaelic Society of Inverness.<br />

Latin<br />

—<br />

QUAIL.<br />

Cotnrnix vulgaris. Gaelic —Gearnulh yort. Welsh<br />

Sojliar, Rhino.<br />

The quail is far commoner in the Highlands than it is supposed<br />

to be, but, from its retired habits, it is seldom seen, and<br />

even when seen, it is generally mistaken for a partridge by ordinaiy<br />

obsei-vers. That it visits, and even breeds in, the remotest<br />

corners of the Highlands will be seen from the following quotation<br />

from Grey :—•" When in the island of North Uist in tlie beginning<br />

of August 1870, Mr John Macdonald, Newton, showed me a nest<br />

of twelve eggs which had been taken near his residence about ten<br />

days previously. These are in tlie collection of Captain Orde."<br />

However, it appears amongst us in very small numbers compared<br />

with what it did amongst the ancient Israelites in the Wilderness,<br />

or even with what it does to the present day in some countries,<br />

according to tlie Rev. J. C. Atkinson, who says in his " British<br />

Birds' Eggs and Nests ":— " In some countries its migi-atory hosts<br />

are so great than one hundred thousand are said to have been<br />

taken in a day.'<br />

Latin<br />

—<br />

Cla.ss IV.— Grallatores. Famibj I.— Charadriidte.<br />

GOLDEN PLOVER.<br />

Charadrius plnvialis. Gaelic<br />

C%L'ttijn yr atvr.<br />

—<br />

Feadag. Welsh<br />

This beautiful bird takes its Gaelic name, feadag (whistler),<br />

from its plaintive, melancholy cry; about which I have lieard the<br />

following old legend in Strathardle :—Once upon a time the golden<br />

plover inhabited the low straths and river-sides, and was the<br />

sweetest songster of all the birds in the Highlands. It nestled and<br />

reared its young under the shelter of the thick bushes on the sunny<br />

braes, w<strong>here</strong> it had plenty of food and led a comfortable happy<br />

life till tliere came on a very hot, scorcliing summer, the like of<br />

which was never known before or since. The heat began on<br />

"Yellow May-day" (La buidhe Bealltain), and increased more and<br />

more ever}' day till midsummer, when every l)east and bird began<br />

to sufler and comphiin very much of tlie lieat. But amongst them<br />

all none grumbled so much as the golden plover, and it, at last,<br />

grew so discontented that it left its old haunts by the river-side<br />

and wandered upwards in search of cooler quarters. Up and up<br />

it went, over the banks and l)raes, through the wooils and l)0gs,<br />

till at last it came to the open hillside, w<strong>here</strong> it met the partridge,<br />

which then inhabited the highest hills and moors. Frenchmen of<br />

—<br />

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