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the most keen-sighted observer. The dark back 

 also much resembles the hard black shadows among 

 the reed stems in the bright sun. Such faith has 

 the bird in this extraordinary device that it will 

 often allow itself to be caught alive by the hand. I 

 have, in fact, done so myself, and have read of 

 many similar instances. 



The country here can hardly be called picturesque. 

 With the exception of the acacia-trees, always to be 

 found in the villages, and frequently bordering the 

 roadsides, there is hardly a tree to be seen. You 

 may drive for hours over undulating sandy plains, 

 with nothing to break the horizon line save an 

 occasional belt of acacias in the distance, or the long 

 lever of the old-fashioned well, around which stand 

 innumerable numbers of the white, long-horned 

 cattle, so characteristic of the Hungarian plains, 

 with their attendant herdsmen either mounted or 

 on foot, and sometimes groups of uncouth-looking 

 buffaloes. 



The Hungarian cattle have most formidable 

 horns. A pair in the new Museum of Agriculture 

 in Budapest measure across the span 2^35 metres. 



This museum was only opened on the 8th of 

 June, 1907, and it is a striking testimony to the 

 extraordinary advance of the Hungarian nation. 

 In fact, when one sees the beautiful city of Budapest 

 and its many fine buildings it is almost impossible 



