2^8 Kennard oh Young Red-shouldered Hawks. [ Oct! 



eluded to carry her on a short stick instead. I took her out on the 

 lawn, and upon putting her down, she sat still for a few minutes, 

 and then spreading her wings gave a series of long flopping hops ; 

 then she sat still for a time, apparently wrapt in thought. Her 

 first appearance having been noted by several birds in the vicinity, 

 she had by this time plenty of food for thought, and plenty to look 

 at too. A very saucy Blue Jay had started the racket, and he 

 had been backed up immediately by lots of Robins, English 

 Sparrows and 'Chippies,' and by the time she had gotten 

 through hopping, Orioles, Grosbeaks, and even one little Least 

 Flycatcher had joined in the mob, and if Topsy moved in any 

 way except to turn her head, she was immediately assailed by a 

 dozen different birds from as many directions. She, however, 

 except to watch them occasionally, appeared to pay but little 

 attention to them. From this time on I took her out as regularly 

 as possible, not only to exercise her but to watch her and the 

 antics of the mob that invariably followed. She became a great 

 pet, never behaving badly in any way, and was always ready to 

 eat from my hand if I offered her anything, though she was 

 perfectly well able to help herself to food whenever she cared to. 



Bute continued to be independent and untamable, and both she 

 and Topsy could fly around their room, from perch to perch, in 

 very good style by the end of June. 



Pete, however, remained incorrigible ; he seldom if ever ate by 

 himself, and would hardly ever eat from my hand, and invariably 

 resented being stuffed. I remember particularly one tussel I had 

 with him on the first of July. He was very ugly, and I tried 

 what slapping his head would do, as discipline. He screamed 

 fearfully, so much so that some of the neighbors came in to see 

 what the matter was. He bit my finger and tried his best to claw 

 me, striking at me with his feet. He erected his head, neck and 

 interscapular feathers, and even ruffled his breast feathers and 

 drooped his wings. This last was the sign of extreme rage, ami 

 his position for active defence. 



I took Topsy out as usual, on July 1, and though she had all 

 the usual mob of birds around her, there were also a couple of 

 Vireos, a Golden-winged Woodpecker, and a couple of Blue Jays, 

 that seemed particularly active in the assault. The Woodpecker 

 approached very close to her, and the Blue Jays actually flew 



