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unresisting. Some were on the ground, others in 

 the bushy mangroves, some were coming from the 

 egg, others were learning to fly ; but one and all 

 in a chorus of croaks, barks, and screams, which 

 rings in my ears whenever I think of the experience 

 united in demanding that I leave the town. If I 

 approached too near, their cries were doubled in 

 violence and accompanied by vicious lunges with 

 their bills, which were snapped together with a 

 pistol-like report. 102 As I walked from tree to tree, 

 examining the noisy young birds that were climb- 

 ing about the branches, I seemed to be passing from 



102. Interviewing a group of young Pelicans. 



cage to cage in a zoological garden ; and as I en- 

 tered that part of the island where the nests were 

 on the ground, 101 every bird that could walk left 

 its home, and soon I was driving a great flock of 



