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Identifier: outing55newy (find matches)
Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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slose all their leaves at once as they doin the Northern winter. Most of themcast off a few at a time, the old leafbeing forced off by the swelling bud atits base. After a time the rain ceased and thesun came out, hot and blinding, settingthe drenched jungles and savannahs tosteaming so that a soft mist rose, slightlytempering the great heat. The blackwitches, drenched as was everything else,came from their various hiding placesand flew to the branches of a smalletabally tree covered with brilliantgolden yellow flowers just opening totheir greatest expanse. There they satspreading their wings and tails in thebright sunlight till they were partlydried. Then they went back to theirlazy hunting among the trumpet trees. Soon they came to the little knoll, andone of them, spying the tapirs, gave alow call and the rest of the flock flap-ped lazily into the trees just over themother and baby. There the evil birdsseemed to hold a silent conclave, postur-ing and peering and turning their heads
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THERE THE EVIL BIRDS SEEMED TO HOLD A SILENT CONCLAVE, POSTURING AND PEERING. 526 THE OUTING MAGAZINE from side to side as they watched thetapirs with much show of interest. Aftera little they scattered to hunt for food,but never did they lose sight of thetapirs. Even when night came they stayed onwatch in sheltered perches close aboutthe little knoll, on the slender stems ofthe big broad leaves, too frail to bearup any of the many night prowlerswhich might chance to find them out.Not once the next day did they relaxtheir vigilance. When the mother wentdown to the river for a drink, a few ofthem attended her, sailing from bushto bush just over and behind her, oc-casionally flying down into her tracks topick up worms or insects which her stepsexposed, even alighting on her broadback for a moment to snap up the bigflies which were ever clustering abouther. Waiting of the Evil Ones But it was the calf that really heldtheir attention. They seemed to be wait-ing for something. Two or three

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