THE GREAT HORNED OWL. 



When the sun hath set in the west, 

 When the thrush is gone to his nest, 

 When woodland sounds are faint and few 

 I come forth and cry, too-whit, too-zvhoo. 



What time the bat comes forth to play, 

 I sail abroad on pinions grey ; 

 I come my needful work to do, 

 And cry as I fly, too-ivhit, too-whoo. 



Then I skim round the barn and house, 

 Then I hunt the little field-mouse ; 

 Then I chase the frog through the dew, 

 And cry as I fly, too-wMt^ too-whoo. 



ORDER ACCIPITRES. 



The Great Horned Owl. 

 Strix Virginia WILSON. 



THIS is a very large species of owl, found in 

 Virginia, and various other parts of North Ame- 

 rica. It feeds on young rabbits, squirrels, rats, 

 mice, partridges, and small birds of various kinds. 

 Its deep boding notes, heard in the night amid 

 the woods, fall on the ear of the traveller with 

 solemn and appalling cadence. Wilson, the 

 most interesting of all our writers on ornithology, 

 who had himself often travelled companionless 

 through the solitudes of North America, gives 



