. Unexplored Spain. Hunting; Natural history. 378 Unexplored Spain let us here admit that, being fowlers as well as naturalists, our observance of the phenomenon has usually been carried out upon a lucio which happens to terminate towards the in a long narrow bight fringed by tall reeds and bulrush, where, con- cealed in friendly covert, we can continue the observation while glancing along the barrel of a punt-gun. That secondary fact is merely incidental and, it so happens, facilitates the main object. A mile to windward three such armies are mobilising separately within the scope of our
. Unexplored Spain. Hunting; Natural history. 378 Unexplored Spain let us here admit that, being fowlers as well as naturalists, our observance of the phenomenon has usually been carried out upon a lucio which happens to terminate towards the in a long narrow bight fringed by tall reeds and bulrush, where, con- cealed in friendly covert, we can continue the observation while glancing along the barrel of a punt-gun. That secondary fact is merely incidental and, it so happens, facilitates the main object. A mile to windward three such armies are mobilising separately within the scope of our view; and now the gentle force of that sea-breeze begins to impel those unconscious hosts, too pre- occupied with all-absorbing passion to notice detail, directly towards the point whereat we lie concealed. By this time the sun has three or four hours of declension and the thin dark line representing thousands of surging atoms has drifted down to within 200 yards. We can study at short range an amazing pheno- menon. In weird exuberance they fight and flirt, chase, cherish, and flap till churned water flies in foam and a discordant roar of sibilant sound fills to the zenith the voids of space. The volume of voices defies description since these assem- bling multitudes belong to no single species, but include a pro- miscuous agglomeration of all that care to enlist, and each adds its own distinctive element to the general uproar.^ Around the floating host new-comers buzz like swarming bees, each seeking some spot to wedge itself into the crowd. To-night the main corro that we had been awaiting drifted past our front a trifle beyond efl"ective range. The two that followed both " took the ground " and remained stationary, away to the right. The chance of making a great shot had failed; but we were content to watch the phenomenon to its finish. Now the sun dips. The western sky is filled with golden glory; in twenty short minutes darkness will have enveloped One feel
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