. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . NEST AM) EGGS OI THE GREAT HORNED OWL nearly ready to fly, and had climbed t)ut on the after my return I phot()graj:)hed it, on the first of June,when it was about two months old. Though this particular mother owl did not make anyattack, I know of various instances when they have doneso. One was that same season, the last of March, whena companion of many of my owl-hunts climbed to thenest of a Great Horned Owl — one of mv old Red-tail nestsof former years, in a large white
. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . NEST AM) EGGS OI THE GREAT HORNED OWL nearly ready to fly, and had climbed t)ut on the after my return I phot()graj:)hed it, on the first of June,when it was about two months old. Though this particular mother owl did not make anyattack, I know of various instances when they have doneso. One was that same season, the last of March, whena companion of many of my owl-hunts climbed to thenest of a Great Horned Owl — one of mv old Red-tail nestsof former years, in a large white pine. The young were GREAT HORNED OWLS 323 just hatching, but the owl flew as he approached. When hewas halfway up the tree the owl swooped from behind andstruck him a terrible blow with her talons, tearing his scalpquite badly. After this she kept her the young were safely hatched The Great Horned Owls aforementioned next year hadabandoned their old nesting-site. A sawmill had been locatedon that side of the mountain, and what I feared had indeedhappened. Climbing and wading laboriously through thedeep snow early in March, I stood, perspiring and regretful,gazing upon the stump of the ancient rock oak which hadheld far aloft the great nest of sticks in which those splendidowls had reared their young. Why could not that avariciouslumber company have realized that that was an ozvl-t7ce ? 324 WILD WINGS What sane person would dare deliberately to break upa pair of Great Horned Owls, above all birds ? But peopleare not all like me. There was nothing to do but begin the search anew, andfor days and days I vainly explored the cold and silent wintrywoods. Meanwhile, all unknown to me, a dozen miles awa}^another man was in the woods. He was not looking for owls,but vigorously wielding the axe that cold first day of bluster-ing March. The f
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