170 JACK-DAW. 



Gitani in habit as any of the feathered 

 race can be. 



On the old tower of Dundee, in Scotland, 

 full one hundred and fifty feet above the 

 level of the earth, and beneath the decay- 

 ing parapets, numbers of these birds even 

 now build their nests, and even here they 

 were once pursued by the adventurous 

 hand and cupidity of man. The hero of 

 this dauntless and dangerous feat, was 

 one Murray, a barber of the old town, 

 who, with a companion, undertook to rob 

 the Daws' nests. These could not be 

 reached from above, and the brave fellow 

 creeping through one of the slits, lowered 

 himself gradually down with one hand; he 

 was still a few feet from his object, when 

 he called to his companion to reach him 

 his bonnet and hold tight to it, while he 

 let himself by this means the further 

 length of his and his companion's arm. 

 He did so; and now, suspended between 

 heaven and earth, with only his and his 

 friend's hold on that frail article, he ba- 



