AMONG THE FLORIDA KEYS 



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old to a stage where they were about fully grown, and all but 

 able to fly. 



One nest especially interested me. It was conveniently 

 situated about thirty feet from the ground, and was occupied 



"he stood like a statue or obelisk" 



by one imposing young heron, another having left. A gen- 

 tleman in appearance, he was in behavior, as he stood there 

 on the nest politely to receive me, not scrambling or flutter- 

 ing out, as all young herons are too apt to do. While I was 



