THE WEEKLY OOLOGIST AND PHILATELIST. 



Sayings Of The O&P's Fanny Man. 



My First Days CollQCting 



siaiitial stii.-''k, that iie liad used t > influ- 

 ence nie into fji'oin;^ home with him. 

 His wife showed' m3 a i-haii-, ))ut 1 hiu\ 

 on my new jxints, and tiie bae-k pocket 

 was fall of cherries; so I said I guessed 

 I woiild stand upVbut the farmer thought 

 I had better sit down after transporting 

 so much citrus frnit, and as he was thirty 

 and I.was-only thirteen, 1 sat down. 

 (To be continued.) 



The Different 'Species 0! Owls. 



Writtenffor the_Ool. & riiil. 



■ '■ The Baiix Owl. 



The Barn (,)wl lias feathers of a gray- 

 ish l)rown mixed, with'yellow, white an<l 

 dark drown. It iias no real cry, but 

 makes^a^kind of hissinig'sound. 



Thj liarnOwl of Europe is much 

 like it, but makes a kind of screech, 

 for which it is -ometinies called Screech 

 Owl. ^Barn^OvJs are^often looked upon 

 asbi'rdsjof ill onren, and J^sorne pei^ple 

 are Billy_ eninige to believe that when 

 one appeursdt, is the sjgp of death in the 

 family. iSuch fwa'rs arc-fiioliso for these 

 birds Jdll rats, mice and |othef vermin, 

 hurtful to gardens aiid^cri)])y. ^^ 



The Barn Owl isqiiite bravi' as a pair 

 have bt^enjkniiwn to kill a cat'lhat had 

 attackeiltheir Ufsl. 



TlIK (iltKAT IIoHNKI) 0\VI,. 



■ TheGreat Horned Owl is fnuiid in 

 almost cvei-y part of N>)rtii America. 

 It is at)outt\v.> feet liigh, and lias on its 

 head two feathcrly tatts standing up 

 like lior.is, fnnn whi.-h it gels its nami.. 

 it maices many singular noises, some- 

 times Ijarking like a dog, sometimes 

 coughing liKe a i)e.isou ciioiving an I 

 jind took me uj) to the house to intro- | sometimes breaking out into a wild yell 

 di ■:. m • t) his wife and children. 1 I like "Waugh O! AVaugh O!" 

 went into the house, followed by the R. II. Tuompbon 



narrow gnawed farmer and a very SMb- ' ^•"I'^ini irc, ^11. 



I well remember the first day I ever 

 went egg collecting. I was somewhat 

 younger than 1 am now, and had per- 

 iiaps a little less experience and more 

 money. I had lieard of a boy who had 

 a collection of fifty kinds of egg, blown 

 in the end; and thought I might possi- 

 bly work up to liis station (he was a 

 eheep herder) by getting me a collection. 

 One bright morning in May I started 

 out although I hadn't the slightest idea 

 where to look, for a nest. I hunted in 

 the brush, on the ground, and every- 

 where, but in vaiii. As I happened to 

 remember of reading about birds laying 

 ill chimneys, I started up to examine 

 a neighbors, but all I could see was that 

 1 bad singed my beautiful, hoary mous- 

 tache. Way ort" in the distance I saw a 

 . i-luDLp of dark trees, that looked as if 

 they might be full of xiests, but to my 

 great horror I found to be cherry trees 

 loaded with ripy fru'it. I Stood on the 

 other side oftlie fence for a long time 

 and wondered if there were any nest's 

 there, als(j if the -ownar was anj^ ^vhere 

 near. .At last I summoned up courage 

 and went over thejfeiu'e. I had eaten 

 as many cherries as I could an<l had 

 jastlilldl my. pockets to feet 1 . to ni-y 

 grand-children at iiojne, when tlie owner 

 came around and after several gentle 

 (piestions, made the violent wish -that 1 

 was in tin; eqaat.)r, or'soriie othei- trop- 

 ical clinic-.' 1 don't see h(.iw he knew 1 

 had lu'cn eating cherries, unlc'ss he 

 noticed a stray stone tliat had lodged 

 over iiigiit in my cniii wiiiskers; as it 

 Avas, he ])roni})tly sei^ied me bvthe collar 



