It was April 22, 1831, and a young man was walking down Whitehall in the direction of Parliament Street. He wore shepherd's plaid trousers and the swallow-tail coat of the day, with a figured muslin cravat wound about his wide-spread collar.
The old, so called, superstition of the people, that a person's dying with something on his mind is one of the frequent causes of these revisitings, seems, like most other of their superstitions, to be founded on experience.
dying with something on his mind
He was about to roar when, lying among the black sticks and straw under the cliff, he saw a whole skull—perhaps a cow's skull, a skull, perhaps, with the teeth in it. Sobbing, but absent-mindedly, he ran farther and farther away until he held the skull in his arms.
Since the war, migrant greylags have virtually deserted the Duddon estuary, so it is a source of great satisfaction that the WAGBI greylags have taken to roosting on the sands in mid-winter, flighting to and from the reserve.
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