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POPULAR SCIENCE MONTHLY. 



aud locusts in the grass. At the first cry of warning the young- 

 sters scramble down into the thick foliage, and hide there as skill- 

 fully as young owls. At first they have no especial fear of man, 

 and sometimes on approaching them I have seen the old birds 





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 Cooper's Hawk. 



deliberately knock them off their perch and compel them to fly, 

 driving them into the pines for safety. 



I once took a hawk of this kind from the nest when only a 

 few days old, and brought him up according to the rules most 

 approved by the old falconers. He was never confined in any 

 way, and as soon as he had learned to fly had the run of the en- 

 tire place. His favorite haunt was a series of gutters under the 

 eaves, where he would spend hours at a time hunting for spiders 

 or digging the wasps' nests to pieces for the larvae. When spoken 

 to at such times he would look out over the edge of the gutter, 

 with his head on one side, and answer with soft, chattering cries, 

 and immediately go back to his work. Let no one make the mis- 

 take of thinking that the loud screaming or whistling of hawks 

 is their usual voice, although it is the only one easily heard at 

 the distance hawks usually insist on keeping from the observer. 

 One has only to watch a pair of hawks of any kind close at hand, 

 to learn that probably nine tenths of the cries uttered by them in 

 the course of a day are either low and guttural or soft and almost 

 musical. But it was not until I had had one about me for an en- 

 tire summer that I realized what an almost limitless variety of 



