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On June 14th Gilbert, by ray orders, liberated the 
young Owl in Prescott’s pines which are within about five 
hundred yards of the place where it was born. It was unable 
to fly and was left sitting on the ground under the trees 
near the wood road at the foot of the hill. During the 
remainder of the week Gilbert visited and fed the bird daily. 
It shifted its position several times and finally crossed 
the road but no one of these journeys was more than a few 
rods in length and the bird was always found either on the 
ground or on a stump or log. 
I directed my steps towards Prescott's pines this 
evening for the express purpose of looking up the young Owl 
and as I approached the place I saw something yellowish which 
I took to be the bird but which proved to be a sheet of 
brown paper. A moment later I heard some Jays screaming 
excitedly on the hillside about sixty yards off. Walking 
quietly along the path I came nearly under them and scrutiniz¬ 
ing closely the trees around me I at length made out the 
form of a Great Horned Owl perched on the topmost spray of a 
green and vigorous young pine, sitting erect and motionless, 
gazing off over the woods towards the west as if absorbed in 
watching the sunset. Against the strongly lighted background 
of sky his figure stood out in bold relief. He was a small 
but fully adult male bird and no doubt the father of the two 
young which were reared this spring in Lawrence's woods. His 
coloring was very light and grayish, his "horns" unusually 
long and prominent. He had probably found and was caring for 
