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to join the company, and I was interested enough in all 

 I saw. 



I should have liked to visit the night-roost of the buzzards, 

 which in the days of Audubon was in some woods two miles 

 from the city, across the Ashley River, and may yet be in use. 

 However, the limited time at my disposal forbade. Accord- 

 ing to Audubon's account, he and the Rev. John Bachman 

 did not find it very clean. So be it. If we should refine our 

 scavengers overmuch, they would probably forage the poultry 

 yards and cease to be the useful birds that they are albeit 

 they do commit some depredations upon wild birds' young 

 and eggs. But I have no desire to overturn the economy of 

 nature, and so, though the buzzard's portraits do not make 

 him out altogether as pretty as a picture and fair as a lily, 

 I confess to a feeling of great kindness to these our humble 

 scavengers. 



TURKEY BUZZARD. " ON PINIONS MAJESTIC THE VULTURE" 



