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AMERICAN ORNITHOLOGY. 



confidence in their ability to fly at first, but in a day or two they sailed 

 away very gracefully. 



The next morning they were ready for breakfast and when I held up 

 a bird they left their perch, which was the roof of an old house and 

 came chattering to me. They took the bird from my hand and returned 

 to the roof, where they tore it to pieces and devoured it. 



They became so accustomed to being fed that they would come fifty 

 yards to me if I whistled and called Dick! Harry! They grew more 

 independent however and the day soon came when they no longer 

 needed some one to feed them. 



They remained about the ranch about a month after I gave them 

 their liberty, and now sometimes as I go along the road I see a little 

 falco perched on a telephone pole and when I whistle and call Dick! 

 Dick! he will cock his head to one side and bob up and down just like 

 he used to do. 



Photo from life by C. A. Eeed. 

 BLACK GUILLEMOT ENTERING NEST. 

 (Note the kelp worm with which she is feeding her young.) 



