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on his wrist, and throws her np. She immediately begins to 

 ascend, going round in circles, until far up in the air, and 

 nothing pleases a keen falconer more than to see his birds 

 rising well, and, from the enormous height they go up, it is 

 wonderful how they can see the "quarry" so near to the 

 ground. Whenever old Peter sees the falcon coming round 

 with his head pointing in the direction where the covey is 

 sitting, he cries out, looking up to his bird, "Hillo! my lass; 

 hooha, ha, ha!" and walking in, flushes the birds to the word, 

 "Gare'oh" — the falcon at once selecting his bird, closes his 

 wings, and swoops down like a cannon-ball, unerringly strik- 

 ing him, always with the hind claw, not with his bill, as some 

 people think. In most cases the game is struck senseless, and 

 then the falcon drops down on it at once. Sometimes, how- 

 ever, when the falcon strikes her bird in the air, she flies off 

 with it, and is then said to carry, which is rather a common 

 trick of old birds. In some instances the bird, although 

 struck, gets up again, and the hawk has to rise and swoop 

 again; and in several instances during the day, as the part- 

 ridge dodged about hedges, &c., a most exciting hunt took 

 place — always, however, ending in the " who' -hoop." In case 

 the falcon does miss his quarry, he is enticed back by the "lure," 

 which is simply some partridge wings nailed on to a piece of 

 wood, which, when thrown up in the air, causes the falcon to 

 swoop down, when he is easily secured. Although a very 

 wet day, which is always against the hawks, the whole of 

 them behaved very well, rising splendidly. The hawk is 

 always allowed to eat the partridge's head when a kill takes 

 place. We have left out purposely a number of technical 

 terms; but we hope the above short account will explain to 

 the uninitiated the noble science of hawking as practised in 

 these days. 



