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hour, when to my joy I saw the work train pull into the siding 

 across the trestle with engine No. 667 in front. Her engineer I 

 knew well as a sportsman and I yelled like a wild Indian for 

 Cameron. Off he dropped and came over to me, and to his 

 eternal credit he went into the ice cold water up to his waist 

 and stood there until I could get Mr. Loon near enough for him 

 to grab. There was enough life left in the bird to make several 

 strikes at Cameron's hands, but finally he was caught by the 

 neck and brought ashore. I got his wings in between my 

 trembling knees while Cameron, with chattering teeth, held his 

 neck until I cut the hook out of his back. I got him under my 

 arm with his neck in my hand and marched him across the 

 trestle where Mr.Bartlett, the Superintendent of the Algonquin 

 Park resides, and who had been watching the latter part of the 

 performance, having been disturbed by my shouts for Cameron. 

 My captive was duly handed over and put into a large wire 

 netting enclosure on the lake shore where he remained for two 

 days, and on my return to Cache Lake a few days later, Mr. 

 Bartlett told me that as the bird would not live in captivity he 

 had let it go free. He was a good fighter and deserved his life 

 in the end, but I fancy he would confine his diet to weeds for a 

 while and leave minnows alone until he had forgotten his 

 experience with them. 



ANIMAL INSTINCT. 

 By R. C. Treherne, Grimsby, Ont. 



A rather interesting example of animal instinct occurred 

 within the last year, and in recalling the circumstances I thought 

 it might be of interest in the pages of The Ottawa Naturalist. 



At a certain boarding house in Guelph, Ontario, there was a 

 canary, caged and hanging before a window. During a meal, 

 while we were all seated around the table, this canai\" suddenly 

 became greatly excited. It twittered and flew wildly against 

 the bars of the cage evidently attempting to escape. It con- 

 tinued this procedure for possibly a minute, but finally subsided 

 to a corner of the cage, as far awav from the window as possible. 

 While we were all watching the agitation on the part of the 

 canary, we became aware of the reason. A hawk, presumably 

 a sparrow hawk, was perched on the fence railing not 10 yards 

 from the wandow, and, even while we were watching, it flew to 

 the window and then back to the fence. It remained on the 

 fence rail for 3 or 4 minutes and then presumably finding its 



