122 IN THE DAYS OF AUDUBON 



expedient, and a most effectual one. I thrust a long 

 pointed piece of steel through his heart, when my proud 

 prisoner instantly fell dead, without even ruffling a 

 feather. 



" I sat up nearly the whole of another night to outline 

 him, and worked so constantly at the drawing that it nearly 

 cost me my life. I was suddenly seized with a spasmodic 

 affection that much alarmed my family, and completely 

 prostrated me for some days." 



