Identifier: muttonbirdsother00guth (find matches)
Title: Mutton Bird Chick, in Mutton birds and other birds
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Guthrie-Smith, H. (Herbert), 1861-1940
Subjects: Birds -- New Zealand
Publisher: Christchurch, N.Z. : Whitcombe and Tombs
Contributing Library: American Museum of Natural History Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Biodiversity Heritage Library

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HEREKOPERE. ALL Mutton Birds, I was told, lay on November 25th, and such as cannot reach the land at that date drop their eggs during flight, or whilst at rest on the water. Statements so remarkable, and repeated on all hands, certainly whetted my desire to know more of these members of the Petrel tribe; and at once these too confident assertions proved to be erroneous. During January, February, and part of March I had many opportunities of visiting the breeding quarters of these and other Petrels both on Stewart Island itself, and on adjacent islets and rocks. Later in the same year, during part of September, the whole of October, and November, and part of December, I was again in these southern latitudes. Thrice also on two of the small wind-swept islets that lie south of Foveaux Strait and east of Stewart Island, camps were established for intervals of varying duration. These, my credentials, I know, are scanty and sparse, and my remarks as impertinent to the Petrels, as to the inhabitants of a continent is
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Mutton Bird Chick
AND OTHER BIRDS H the volume written ou their ways and views by a tripper on a summer touv. What is required—I shall manage it someday—is a two years constant residence, and awatchfulness kept up during every day andeA^ery night of each of the fifty-two weeks. Oh, these delightful islets of the south, theirclean seas and wooded shores. We were free,beyond recall for days, it was delightful towake like a child eager for the day, to whomstill the world is fresh and to whom each hourbrings wonder and surprise, to cheAV the cud ofyesterdays discoveries, th^^ morrows to antici-pate. Then what good fellows were the fishingfolk. All my life T have known gillies andgamekeepers to be the best of company, and nowI found myself intimately connected with a classof man equally simple and with the same widthof outside interests. Herekopere, or, as it is often called, Te Marama, is one of the many islets that dot the ocean east of Stewart Island. It lies about eight miles out from Half Moon Bay

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