196 THE SECOND BOOK OF BIRDS 
buzzards flew up in a panic, as if they were 
afraid of him. Then the mockingbird, who 
looked like a midget beside them, hopped back 
upon the fence, and burst into a loud song of 
victory. He knew the turkey buzzard better 
than I did. No one likes to get very near this 
bird, so very little is known about his ways. 
