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October, 1919 
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ington. A few years ago we offered five 
hundred dollars for a pair of passenger 
pigeons, but without avail.” 
Poor Martha! For many years pre- 
ceding her death she sat in her cage, 
sad, solitary and alone, amidst the many- 
hued birds of the aviary; listening to 
their trills and cadences, or perhaps dis- 
cordant notes; reflecting possibly on the 
past glory of her race, or like Rachel 
mourning for her children because they 
were not. 
T he dodo, a very large and ungainly 
bird, whose habitat was restricted 
to a solitary island in the Indian 
Ocean, was exterminated as early as 
1700. Only imperfect skeletons of this 
interesting bird remain, except a foot 
that is preserved in the British Museum. 
The Great Auk, another very large and 
unwieldy bird, that at one time was 
abundant on the shores of Greenland and 
the ’slands in the Gulf of St. Lawrence, 
became extinct in 1844. A mounted speci- 
men was sold in 1905 for two thousand 
dollars. There are a few imperfect 
skeletons in the museums. 
During my first visit to Florida, in 
1878, I saw a number of flocks of par- 
rakeets, but not a single one was ob- 
served during subsequent visits to that 
state a few years later. Egrets and 
other herons, pink curlews and flamingos 
were abundant during my first visit, and 
Indians were selling egret plumes for 
ten cents each, and partial skins of 
roseate spoonbills and flamingos were of- 
fered for a pittance. Thirty years ago 
the big black woodpecker with a scarlet 
crest, and as large as a bantam chicken, 
was common in Kentucky; and its con- 
gener, the ivory-billed woodpecker, fully 
as large, but with a white bill, was oc- 
casionally seen. Now the pileated species 
is very scarce, while the ivory-bill is 
probably extinct. I purchased the skin 
of one from a Florida plume-hunter in 
1886 for ten dollars; it is now in the 
museum of the Cincinnati Society of 
Natural History. 
That the dodo and great auk should 
be exterminated with the appearance of 
the human, or inhuman, specimens, is 
no cause of wonder, as both were very 
large birds, incapable of flight, having 
only small rudimentary wings, and could 
be knocked over with clubs. The dis- 
appearance or extermination of the pas- 
senger pigeon, the parrakeets and the 
big black woodpeckers is not what might 
have been expected, for these birds were 
capable of swift and extended flights. 
Their disappearance is to be attributed 
solely to the greed, wantonness and avar- 
iciousness of the market hunter and the 
plume hunter. 
To divert our minds for a moment 
from this sad state of affairs, it might 
be said that there is a remote possi- 
bility that the dodo is not extinct, but 
extant, in Ireland, if one may credit 
a current story w’hich goes as follows: 
An English landlord of a large game 
preserve in Ireland sent a prospective 
purchaser to view the premises under 
the guidance of the Irish game-keeper, 
who had received a previous tip from the 
owner. Showing the gentleman over the 
preserve, Pat rather overstepped the 
bounds of credulity in describing the 
abundance of game. The gentleman at 
length began to suspect, and finally be- 
came convinced, that Pat was drawing 
a pretty long bow, and said, suddenly: 
“Well, Pat, I am satisfied from your 
account that there should be untold num- 
bers of hares, partridges and snipe on 
the preserve, but what about the dodo.” 
“Dodo, dodo,” muttered Pat, quite puz- 
zled. “Well, sor,” scratching his head, 
“is it dodos, sor? Well, there’s an oc- 
casional wan after a har-r-d fr-r-ost!” 
A fter skating on the Ohio River 
at its lowest stage it was but 
two or three months later when 
I saw it at a flood stage of more 
than sixty feet. It was truly a novel 
and interesting sight. The former 
peaceful stream was now a raging 
torrent on a furious rampage. It had 
risen far above its banks and extended 
for miles to the hills on either side. The 
levee or public landing was completely 
overflowed, the steamboats being moored 
along Front street or wherever they 
could find a harbor. Rat Row, Sausage 
Row and other unsavory streets were 
inundated, the water reaching the second 
or third stories of the cheap restaurants 
and disreputable groggeries, which were 
undergoing their annual house cleaning. 
The turbid river rushed along at won- 
derful speed. ’Its channel w'as filled with 
all sorts of flotsam and jetsam. Up- 
rooted trees were whirled along and saw- 
logs, hay-stacks, chicken coops, hog pens, 
cordwood and cabin roofs and w’hat not 
went madly rushing dowm-stream. Peo- 
ple along the banks, with ropes and large 
hooks, were dragging out drift wood and 
other objects of any value. It was a 
busy scene. Steamboats that ventured 
out did so at their peril, and with the 
almost certain result of broken paddle- 
wheels, which would soon have been float- 
ing along with other debris and derelicts. 
The water backed up Mill Creek, flood- 
ing that part of the city in the creek bot- 
toms. Visiting that section of the to%vn 
on the next Sunday, the river still rising, 
I saw people being rescued from their 
homes through the windows and from the 
roof by men in skiffs. It seems that 
this was an annual occurrence, and that 
when the water subsided the people would 
again return to their homes to repeat 
the exodus the following winter, when 
they would again be ruthlessly e\dcted 
without due process of law. But it was 
home, sweet home. 
I w'as once in Naples at the subsidence 
of a very active eruption from Mount 
Vesuvius. As the molten streams of 
lava, flowing down the sides of the moun- 
tain, became cool, I saw the former oc- 
cupants of the cots that had been 
\vrecked or burnt, busily engaged in 
building new ones or repairing old ones; 
and though the catastrophe might oc- 
cur again and again they wDuld again 
