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Identifier: littlefolksinfea00mill (find matches)
Title: Little folks in feathers and fur, and others in neither
Year: 1875 (1870s)
Authors: (Miller, Harriet (Mann) Mrs.), 1831- (from old catalog)
Subjects: Zoology
Publisher: Hartford, Conn., Dustin, Gilman & co. Cincinnati, Ohio, Queen city publishing co. (etc., etc.)
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ure to come as near as possible, andsuddenly startle those around it by his dreadful laugh. It makes apanic among the strangers, but those who have heard it before,coolly proceed to shoot Mr. Kingfisher, and broil him over thecoals. This odd creature makes his home in a hollow tree, where heguards the pretty white eggs with zealous care, readily fighting anyone who ventures too near. His dress is olive brown, the wings mostly black, and thebreast white. His tail is rather long and of a chestnut colortipped with white. Although he is not so beautiful as someothers, he is a very pretty bird. Another Australian Kingfisher is very fond of crabs andshrimps, to obtain which, he takes up his residence on the seashore. He is a noisy bird, and his cry is like the shriek of a personin distress. When a party of these boisterous birds get togetheron one tree, they seem to exert themselves to see who shall makethe most noise, and the result is said to be perfectly deafening. IN FEATHERS AND FUR. n
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WAITING FOR DIXXEK. Isnt that a droll fellow in the picture?—humped up as thoughhe had a fit of the sulks, and never meant to speak another wordto his pleasant looking companion. Well, he isnt so cross as he looks. Hes only waiting for hisdinner, and thats just his odd way of doing it. Most birds, you know, when they are hungry, fly around, andhunt up something to eat, but I can assure you, Mr. Heron is alto-gether too dignified to do any such thing. He generally wades intothe water, as you see the pleasant looking one in the picture; thenhe draws his head and neck down between his shoulders, like the 78 LITTLE FOLKS other one, and waits for some imprudent little fish to come nearhim. There hell stand for hours, often with one leg drawn up underhim, and never move a feather, till his dinner comes up near him,when he darts at it quick enough. If he gets too hungry to wait for a fish, he will sometimes digup the mud with the sharp claws at the end of his long toes, andhunt out frogs a

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