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Title: Four feet, wings, and fins
Year: 1879 (1870s)
Authors: Maskell, A. E. Anderson- Mrs
Subjects: Zoology
Publisher: Boston, D. Lothrop and Co
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ou saythe hawks and owls would rather feed on rats and 361 KENNY S CHICKENS. mice. You must have reference to the sparrow-hawk? A hawk thats about a foot long, I should judge,mum. The breast-feathers is a yellowish-white, andits back, a dark brown. Yes, thats the sparrow-hawk. Some naturalistssay that they never attack poultry. Yis, but they will. Theyll eat a little chickenany day, if they can get it away from its mither.But Ive seen them pick up rats and mice muchoftener, though. * Where do they nest ? asked Frank. In some hollow tree, usually. Sometimes theyoccupy a deserted crows nest, and lay four or fiveeggs, said Grace. But isnt there a large hawk called the hen-hawk ? Ive seen them hover over a poultry yardready to make a swoop, when some one rushing outand crying Shoo! Shoo! they would take them-selves off as leisurely and sulkily as you please. If Pat wus here now, hed tell yees all ye wantto know, said Mrs. Ryan. Where is Pat ? Sure and it s meself dont know, Mrs. Ryan ;362
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Sparrow-hawk. KENNY S CHICKENS. replied, with a sudden frown, * That bye is the trialof me life. Why, what does he do so very bad ? askedGrace. Sure, mum, he fills the house with live craythurs !He brings black ants into the house to put onKenny to make him scream, an he brings in beesan wasps an first I know they are in me bread-risin! an he brought in owls to hoot the life out ofme ! an some swallows to fill me bads with bad-bugs!and to-day I found some ear-wigs and thousand-legs 1Sure, there is niver a bug in blissed old Ireland,thanks to the howly St. Pathrick; and what thebye is thinkin of, or who he takes afther, I cant tellye, sure ! I narly bate the life out of him and it doesno good, mum ! Cant you in some way let him have his course ?Pat seems to have an inquisitiveness, that if welltrained, may make a remarkable man of him, saidGrace, very seriously. Sure, mum, and I think the less one knowsabout bugs and snakes and the likes, the better it isfor him ! But come in and rist

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