of mice, rats and sparrows. Recently one took up its abode in 

 the attic of our school where it remained during January and 

 February, living no doubt upon the noisy Sparrows about the 

 building. Another entered the building by an open window 

 and, being caught and caged, it became the pet of the school 

 for several weeks. 



The cry of this Owl is not a screech as the name would 

 indicate, but rather a quivering wail not unlike the whine of 

 a lonesome dog. It sounds like ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, begin- 

 ning high and trilling down the scale in a depressing moan. 

 One of our poets says that to him the cry is, "Olt-o-o-o-o-j 

 that-I-never-had-been-bor-r-rn!" It is a startling sound when 

 heard in the deep woods at night. 



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