CANNIBALS IN COURT 



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This beautiful white Owl, marked here and there 

 with black bars and spots, had a smooth round head like 



a snowball, great yel- 

 low eyes, and thick- 

 ly feathered feet ; 

 his bill and claws were 

 black, but you could 

 hardly see them for the 

 thickness of the feathers 

 in which they were 

 muffled up. He 

 winked with each 

 eye, clicked his 

 bill once or 

 twice, and thus 

 began : 



" I'm a very 

 good-looking 

 bird, as you 

 see fatally 

 beautiful, in 

 fact ; for 

 House People 

 shoot me, not 

 on account of 

 my sins, but be- 



SNOWY OWL. v *> { use I can be 



stuffed and sold 

 for an ornament. I do not stay long enough in the 

 parts of the country where they live, to do much harm, 

 even were I a wicked Owl. My home is in Arctic re- 

 gions, where my feather-lined nest rests on the ground, 



