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Title: Wood folk at school
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Long, William J. (William Joseph), 1867-1952
Subjects: Animal behavior Animals
Publisher: Boston, London, Ginn & Company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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rnests. But the great fishhawks welcomed him, trustedhim; and he responded nobly to the unusual confi-dence. He never tried to steal from the young, noteven when the mother bird was away, but contentedhimself with picking up the stray bits that theyhad left. And he more than repaid Ismaques bythe sharp watch which he kept over the nest, andindeed over all the mountain side. Nothing passesin the woods without the jays knowledge; and herehe seemed, for all the world, like a watchful terrier,knowing that he had only to bark to bring a powerof wing and claw sufficient to repel any danger.When prowlers came down from the mountain tofeast on the heads and bones scattered about thefoot of the tree, Deedeeaskh dropped down amongthem and went dodging about, whistling his insati-able curiosity. So long as they took only what wastheir own, he made no fuss about it; but he was thereto watch, and he let them know sharply their mis-take, if they showed any desire to cast evil eyes atthe nest above.
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PRESENTLY THEY BEGAN TO SWOOPFIERCELY AT SOME ANIMAL Ismaques the Fishhawk 43 Once, as my canoe was gliding along the shore,I heard the jays unmistakable cry of danger. Thefishhawks were wheeling in great circles over thelake, watching for the glint of fish near the surface,when the cry came, and they darted away for thenest. Pushing out into the lake, I saw them sweep-ing above the tree-tops in swift circles, uttering short,sharp cries of anger. Presently they began to swoopfiercely at some animal — a fisher, probably — that wasclimbing the tree below. I stole up to see what itwas; but ere I reached the place they had driven theintruder away. I heard one of the jays far off inthe woods, following the robber and screaming to letthe fishhawks know just where he was. The otherjay sat close by her own little ones, cowering underthe shadow of the great dark wings above. And pres-ently Deedeeaskh came back, bubbling over with theexcitement, whistling to them in his own way that hehad f

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