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Identifier: storiesaboutbird00kirb (find matches)
Title: Stories about birds of land and water
Year: 1874 (1870s)
Authors: Kirby, Mary, 1817-1893 Kirby, Elizabeth, 1823-1873
Subjects: Birds -- Juvenile literature
Publisher: Hartford (Conn.) : American Publishing Co.
Contributing Library: American Museum of Natural History Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Biodiversity Heritage Library

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hole, the people in these days, who have tasted it, say it is very oily anddisagreeable. The flamingo cannot live in England. Though many attempts have beenmade to rear it, it soon languishes and dies. There was a tame flamingo that lived a little time. It used to dip itsbread in water, and to eat more in the night than in the day. It was veryimpatient of cold, and would go so near to the fire as to burn its toes. Oneof its legs was hurt by an accident, and it could not use it. But it contrivedto walk all the same, for it put its head to the ground and used its long neckas a crutch. THE PEACOCK. To see the peacock in its full beauty, he should be viewed in his own land,in the glade of some tropical forest. There he spreads out his tail of dazzlingbeauty, and struts about with his companions. None of the feathered tribecan vie with him in the splendour of his array. His shining colours glisten inthe sun, and compare with those of the brilliant little humming-bird or thegorgeous parrot.
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THE rKACOCF.. STOJ^IES ABOUT BIRDS. In the forests of Java the peacock wears a much longer crest than else-where, and there is a curious fact to be told about him. There are beautifulpark-like scenes in the island, studded with great trees, and that look verysmiling. But a dangerous enemy is always lurking behind some bush orfence. I mean the tiger—one of the great scourges of the island ; and thetraveller, as he crosses the plain, often feels his horse tremble and shakebeneath him. The animal knows by instinct that the tiger is close at hand.And there are other parts of the country where villages are thinly scatteredamid the wilds, and where the native lives in a state of constant dread. The village is enclosed with strong fences, and fires are kept burning inthe night. Still the enemy is not driven away. And what is very curious,the peacock and the tiger are often seen in each others company. When thestreaks of light begin to gather round, the harsh, disagreeable note of thepeacoc

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