BIRDS THAT PREY AND SOME THAT DO NOT 461 



The beautiful scarlet tanager would cry, "Chip 

 jar; chip jar!" whenever he saw Jim, and the 

 gorgeously colored oriole, as he flashed in the sun- 

 light, singing as he flew, would suddenly become 

 silent at the sight of the crow ; but when the king- 

 bird erected his war plume Jim would have busi- 

 ness to attend to which necessitated his presence 

 directly around his master's feet. 



A fierce war eagle with great hooked bill and 

 tremendous spread of wings, lived in the mys- 

 terious country on the far side of the little lake in 

 front of Birdville. 



One day Dick and Jim saw the great bird at 

 Rock Cabin Cove on the opposite side of the lake 

 waiting for an opportunity to rob the industrious 

 fisherman osprey. Jim ruffled up all his feathers, 

 drooped his head and began to walk around his 

 master's feet, talking and laughing in low guttural 

 tones as if something greatly amused him. A 

 moment later the fish hawk fell with a great splash 

 into the water, disappearing from view, only to 

 reappear again with a big stupid carp in its hooked 

 talons. 



The Eagle launched himself, and sailing over 

 the back of the frightened hawk, demanded the 

 fruits of the latter's labor. The loud whistling 

 protest of the hawk could be heard plainly appeal- 

 ing for help, and in a moment more Jim was 

 flapping his black wings over the robber eagle's 

 back. 



By his loud, hoarse "caws" one could tell that 



