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figured, some bones in one wing were broken 

 so that he could not fly. 



One of the professors in a New Jersey 

 college told me a touching story of a pair of 

 ospreys. He was with a prospecting party 

 in northern Minnesota who one day set fire 

 to some bushes on the border of the lake. 

 The fire spread to the trees, upon which they 

 betook themselves to their canoes and with- 

 drew to some distance, where they sat and 

 watched the spread of the flames. Out into 

 the water reached a point of land on which 

 were trees, and on a big dead one a fish- 

 hawk's nest. 



As the fire approached, the birds became 

 very uneasy, flying around and around, go- 

 ing to the nest and then away, and showing 

 the greatest distress. At last the flames 

 swooped down upon their tree with irresist- 

 ible force, and the two birds, at the moment 

 flying about over it, instantly, with one 

 accord, turned downward and, diving into 

 the doomed tree, perished with their young, 

 whom they could not save. 



Another frequent visitor to the shore was 

 a sea-lover only for the food he found on its 



