Bill greenish; down its centre, halfway to the nostrils, is a wedge
of feathers which are black, like those of the forehead and crown;
the latter bisected by a white line running to the pale green nape,
and divided by another white line from a green patch on each side of
the neck; cheeks, back, and wing-coverts white; long sickle-shaped
secondaries yellowish white; wing-feathers, rump, and tail nearly
black, with a white patch on each side of the latter; breast rosy buff;
abdomen black; legs and feet dull green. Length, twenty-five inches.
_Female_: rufous-brown barred with blackish.
* * * * *
The male eider is a large and strikingly handsome duck in its
conspicuous and strongly contrasted colours--velvet-black and snowy
white, variegated with buff and delicate pale sea-green. But it is
exclusively a sea-duck, living most of the time away from land,
and most people know it only by name, as the bird that yields the
exceedingly light and elastic down with which bed-quilts are stuffed.
It inhabits the northern coasts of Great Britain, its most southern
breeding-station being on the Farne Islands, off the coast of
Northumberland. It is gregarious at all seasons, and is usually seen in
small flocks on the sea. It sits lightly on the water, swims and dives
well, and flies rapidly near the surface. It feeds much near the shore,
but seldom comes to land, except in the breeding season. Its food is
obtained at the bottom of the sea, and Mr. A. Chapman says of its
feeding habits: ‘The eider resembles the scaup in many of its habits,
and both ducks are intimately acquainted with the local geography of
the sea-bottom: all its depth for miles, and the position of every
submerged reef and shallow, are well known to them. But while the scaup
contents himself with the smaller shellfish and crustacea, the eider,
with his strong hooked beak, can crush and devour dog-crabs nearly as
broad as one’s fist.’ Charles Dixon thus describes its language and
love-making: ‘It is a remarkably silent bird, except in the breeding
season, when I have often heard the male utter a note something like
that of the ringdove, as he swam round and round his mate, bobbing his
head rapidly all the time. On one occasion I met with a party of these
birds evidently engaged in pairing, my attention being drawn to them
by a chorus of grunting notes the males were uttering. It was a most
animated sight, and the drakes were constantly chasing each other with
angry cries, or swimming excitedly round the ducks, with trembling
wings and heads swaying up and down. The noise made by this party of
eiders could be distinctly heard a mile across the water.’
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