. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . and would some-times talk back to a human intruder hidden near the conversations of whoo-whoos have afforded me therarest amusement. The female was the one glib of tongue,and she would launch out on splendid flights of eloquencein reply to my inquiries as to-whoo she was and whoswho. A favorite haunt of this species is in groves of tall one such grove of about ten acres in the town of Lake-ville, a pair were for vears domiciled. I first discovered thembv hearing of a far
. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . and would some-times talk back to a human intruder hidden near the conversations of whoo-whoos have afforded me therarest amusement. The female was the one glib of tongue,and she would launch out on splendid flights of eloquencein reply to my inquiries as to-whoo she was and whoswho. A favorite haunt of this species is in groves of tall one such grove of about ten acres in the town of Lake-ville, a pair were for vears domiciled. I first discovered thembv hearing of a farmer who the previous year had discovereda large voung owl that had fallen from the nest. Under hisguidance I found the tree, but, as we reached it, I noticedanother platform of sticks fifty feet up a neighboring things about it were significant.—a large piece of graydown clung to one of the sticks, and from the nest protrudeda brown stubby thing that I felt sure was the owls on the trunk of the tree failed to produce any move-ment above. My companion was sceptical as I began the. YOUNG BARRED OWL FROM NESTING HOLLOW SHOWN IN PRECEDING PICTURE OWL SECRETS 301 ascent; but when I was fifteen feet up, silently and hurriedlythe owl left the nest and went out of sight to the other sideof the grove. At last I was up the dizzy height, and before me lay anold squirrels nest, an aggregation of sticks and leaves, thetop of which the new occupants had hollowed out quitedeeply. Here in a soft bed of leaves and owl-down werethree eggs, — the usual complement of this species, thoughit is often but two, — white, as are all owls eggs, nearlyspherical, and about the size of eggs of domestic it was April Fools Day, the owl had not beenable to deceive me and prevent the discovery of her secret. These eggs were appropriated for purposes which I con-sidered more important than those of the owl. Two weekslater, to a day, on a bright morning, I was gazing upwardun
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