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ground, and screaming like mad things. It is no 

 use; she makes a dash at one of the outsiders and 

 grips him under the wing. Pewit pewit pewit! 

 and all is quiet ; for, like her mate, she has her 

 supper. 



Where there is plenty and to spare, a trifle is not 

 missed. At one time those teeming marshes had a 

 far greater supply of fish, flesh, and fowl than there 

 was any demand for ; and no one ever thought of 

 trapping or shooting any of the birds of prey that 

 hunted there, unless they happened to be in request 

 as specimens by friends of the well-to-do farmers and 

 graziers who rented the marshes. My feeling on the 

 matter is such that, if large tracts of land of any 

 kind, whether cultivated or not, were under my own 

 supervision, I would not have one of the whole tribe 

 injured. They should hunt, kill, and range scot-free. 



Game preservers may have different views on the 

 subject. When nearly all the creatures not game 

 are classed as vermin, it is just possible to make a 

 mistake and overlook something far more dangerous 

 close at hand. 



The harriers are more owl-like about the head 

 than the rest of the Raptores we have mentioned. 

 They look like a link between the owls and the hawks, 

 Of Montagu's harrier I can only say that it is a rare 



