The Sparrow Hawk 333 
noticed the hawk perched on the top of a tree, and 
as he was not far from the squirrel’s nest, I frequently 
looked his way. It seemed rather unusual to me 
that this species of hawk should remain on one perch 
for such a long time, so I drew near to the tree. As 
I did so the bird gently raised his wings, vibrating them 
two or three times, as if to make sure of them, and 
flew to a near-by tree; but the flight indicated to me 
that one of its wings. had been slightly injured. I 
did not attempt to make the bird fly again, but after 
watching it a few moments I returned to my task. 
In an hour or so five blue jays came to the orchard 
from a grove not far away, and, as is usual with these 
birds at this season of the year, they were noisy and 
ready for any sort of a frolic. Shortly after their 
arrival they discovered the sparrow hawk; instantly 
their crests were lowered, and for a moment their 
lyarsh notes were silenced. Recovering from their 
apparent surprise at finding a hawk so motionless, 
they soon found their voices, and one would scarcely 
believe that five birds could make such a noise. 
At first the jays were content to remain some dis- 
tance from the hawk and revile him in their language, 
but as this had little visible effect on him, and espe- 
cially as he did not move, they approached nearer and 
nearer by degrees, finally alighting upon the tree 
