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Updated: June 2, 2025
Six o'clock next morning found Graeme on the deck of the Ibex as she threaded her way swiftly among the bristling black rocks that guard the coast of Guernsey. Herm and Jethou lay sleeping in the eye of the sun. Beyond them lay a filmy blue whaleback of an island which he was told was Sark, and it was to Sark he was bound.
And Tintageu, and the black Gouliot rocks, and all the straining headlands seemed to look at us for a moment, and then turned and stared out anxiously at Herm. And then I jumped up quickly, and stood for a moment staring as they stared. "Tiens! Yes they are coming! Allons, ma chérie!" and we set off at a run for Beaumanoir to give the alarm.
He would be a reckless, or a sorely pressed, man who attempted it. And with his boat on the watch there, and no word able to get to Peter Port unless after dark, and the time then necessary for an organised descent on Herm, I thought Torode would risk it and lie there quietly till perhaps the early morning.
I have never seen it in either of the other Islands, though no doubt it occasionally occurs both in Sark and Herm, if not in Alderney. Professor Ansted includes the Red-backed Shrike in his list, and marks it only as occurring in Guernsey.
The Sky Lark is mentioned in Professor Ansted's list as occurring only in Guernsey and Sark. It is, however, quite as common in Alderney and Herm. There is no specimen in the Museum. SNOW BUNTING. Plectrophanes nivalis, Linnaeus. French, "Ortolan de neige," "Bruant de neige." The Snow Bunting is probably a regular, though never very numerous, autumnal visitant, remaining on into the winter.
He tossed his greatcoat to the snowy bed, walking between the bed-end and the mantel, round to the crouched figure of his wife. "There, there, Sadie!" he said in his throat, and, stooping over her: "I give in! I give in!" Her head flew up. "Herm!" "My son!" "No, no, ma, it's no use trying to put anything but a jingle-bell harness on poor little Jingle Bells.
But, wherever he went down underground in the Boutiques or the Gouliots; or lying on the Eperquerie among the flaming gorse and cloudlike stretches of primroses; or standing on Longue Pointe while the sun sank in unearthly splendours behind Herm and Guernsey; or watching from the windmill the throbbing life-lights all round the wide horizon; wherever he was, and whatever he was doing, there with him always was the poignant remembrance of Margaret Brandt and his loss in her.
For as we cleared the eastern point which juts out into the sea, and opened Jethou and the dark channel between the two islands, our eyes lighted together on a boat which was just about to turn the corner into the Herm roadstead. Another minute and it would have been gone, and we should have been free. I stopped rowing and made to back in again out of sight, but it was not to be.
For when they got down to the quay, Sark had disappeared completely, and Herm and Jethou were no more than wan ghosts of their natural selves, in a dense white mist. "Ah-ha! Here is our old friend of Tintageu," said Graeme jovially. "Well, I must confess to bearing him no ill-feeling if he doesn't land us on a rock this time. Going, captain?" "Oh yess, we go.
I have seen them fishing along the shore in Guernsey, Herm, Alderney, and the rocky islands north of Herm, but I have never seen or heard of an egg being found in either of the Islands, nor have I ever seen anything that bore the most remote resemblance to the nest of a Heron. Mr.
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