WATER TRAILS OF THE CERISO 



lone juniper. Now owls do not love water 

 greatly on its own account. Not to my 

 knowledge have I caught one drinking or 

 bathing, though on night wanderings across 

 the mesa they flit up from under the horse's 

 feet along stream borders. Their presence 

 near the spring in great numbers would 

 indicate the presence of the things they 

 feed upon. All night the rustle and soft 

 hooting keeps on in the neighborhood of 

 the spring, with seldom small shrieks of 

 mortal agony. It is clear day before they 

 have all gotten back to their particular 

 hummocks, and if one follows cautiously, 

 not to frighten them into some near-by 

 burrow, it is possible to trail them far up 

 the slope. 



The crested quail that troop in the 

 Ceriso are the happiest frequenters of the 

 water trails. There is no furtiveness about 

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