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to join the company, and I was interested enough in all 
I saw. 
I should have liked to visit the night-roost of the buzzards, 
which in the days of Audubon was in some woods two miles 
from the city, across the Ashley River, and may yet be in use. 
However, the limited time at my disposal forbade. Accord¬ 
ing to Audubon’s account, he and the Rev. John Bachman 
did not find it very clean. So be it. If we should refine our 
scavengers overmuch, they would probably forage the poultry 
yards and cease to be the useful birds that they are — albeit 
they do commit some depredations upon wild birds’ young 
and eggs. But I have no desire to overturn the economy of 
nature, and so, though the buzzard’s portraits do not make 
him out altogether as pretty as a picture and fair as a lily, 
I confess to a feeling of great kindness to these our humble 
scavengers. 
TTJRKEY BUZZARD. “ ON PINIONS MAJESTIC THE VULTURE 
