From Fox's Earth 



caught than flying game. Should there be a 

 dying lamb, or the carcass of a sheep about, even 

 the mountain hare is safe for the day ; he will 

 gorge himself. No love of chase for its own 

 sake, nor sense of fair play, nor trace of chivalry, 

 is there. For the rest he is sullen, cruel, and 

 treacherous. 



The falcon has the better part, utterly without 

 grossness of habit or any meanness of spirit. 

 Proud is she, almost to haughtiness. A wonderful 

 picture of wild life is that where she lands on 

 the ledges of rock over her captive. Impatience 

 is in the act of twisting the neck and tossing the 

 head away. The talons relax, the keen eyes 

 flash as a swifter wing comes in sight. And with 

 her sterner qualities, she is gentle and tractable, 

 so that she will sit on a lady's wrist. 



Chivalry in feathers appeals to knightly men ; 

 this sporting bird that would rather a long chase 

 than an easy capture, rather a swift wing than 

 a fat meal, appeals to all true sportsmen. For 

 the rest whose spirit is different possibly she 

 despises them as she does the mean among 

 birds, and when she receives the bullet casts an 

 undaunted look down on the shooter. 



With her clean habits and disdainful mood, 

 she does not readily succumb to the vulgarity of 

 a trap, or the cunning of a bait. She will starve 

 before she will stoop. She may be shot, but she 

 will not be tempted. Therefore the frequent 



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