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uttering its sharp yelping cry of 

 pain and fear. The fox must also 

 have felt deadly alarm. However 

 experienced a fox as he might be, 

 he had never been up in the clouds 

 before! He let go, at length, fell 

 headlong, and was killed there on 

 the heather beside the blue-hare. 

 The bird, evidently greatly hurt, 

 and faint from loss of blood, flew 

 off, keeping a straight course, in 

 pite of its weakness, until it was 

 lost to sight in the dim distance. 



A keeper in the Island of Mull 

 told me he has more than once 

 seen Eagles teaching their young 

 ones to catch prey by dashing into 

 a covey of grouse or ptarmigan, 

 never killing one themselves, but 

 frightening them so effectually that 

 one or two fell as easy prizes to the 

 awkward young eaglets. 



A letter from Mr. C. McVean is 

 worth quoting here. I began by 

 telling you my own experience; I 

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