The Hudson Bay Eskimos tell their boys and girls when they see the funny little guillemots by the sea-cliffs and ask about them, that once a lot of children were playing near the brink of such a cliff. Their noisy shouts disturbed a band of seal-hunters on the beach below, and one of the men exclaimed, I wish the cliff would topple over and bury those noisy children ! In a moment the height did so, and the poor infants fell among the rocks below. There they were changed into guillemots and dwell to this day on the crags at the edge of the sea.
BIRDS IN LEGEND FABLE and FOLKLORE BY ERNEST INGERSOLL, 1923