ou THE DOR-HAWK. 
own experience. I know him best by his voice, 
heard mostly from scenes of a wild and _ pic- 
turesque character, in the gloom and shadow of 
evening, or in the deep calm of summer moon- 
light. I heard him first in a black, solemn-looking 
wood, between Houghton Tower, and Pleasington 
| Priory in Lancashire. Since then I have become 
familiar with his voice in the pleasant woods of 
‘Winter-down, and Claremont, in Surrey. 
