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Vol. 2.] From the very exalted station which the noble animal, the Horse, holds with man, a concise history of the vari- ous breeds of horses, may be interesting and worthy of attentive perusal; we have accordingly made selections on this head, from a variety of authors, eminent as naturalists and travellers, and embracing, we believe, almost every species known. Of all brute animals in a state of association with the human race, the Horss occupies the first and most impor- tant rank. He forms an indispensable link in the chain of Creation: without him, nature’s system and human en- joyments had been incomplete. He contributes equally to the services, luxuries, and pleasures of man. Whether it be laboriously to till the soil, as an associate with the patient ox, to carry the heaviest burdens, or to perform the longest and most painful journies, the Horse is the ready and obedient slave of his master. Nature has en- dowed this her favourite animal with a degree of intelli- gence and a generous inclination to obedience, which render him highly susceptible of education. His form and qualities are admirably adapted by the Eternal and Unerring Artist, to the particular rank he is intended to fill in the scale of being. Heis either fashioned to sustain heavy burdens, and to endure the coarsest drudgery, or endued with that just and beautiful symmetry of form and delicacy of skin, which convey to the critical and scien- tifie view, ideas of perfection, and which are harbingers of the highest degree of quadrupedal activity and speed. His full eye beams with mildness and generosity, or spar- kles with the fire of courage, energy, and action. In war, he offers a dauntless front to the greatest dangers, engag- ing in the mortal strife and clangor of battle, unappalled, and as actuated by an undivided and equal interest with A his rider. In the field and on the course, he exhibits a speed, and power of continuance, a firmness of nerve, a strength of muscle and elasticity of sinew, of which no other animal of the creation is capable; bearing his rider along, over plains, hills, and vallies, as if impelled by su- pernatural energy: but all descriptions of the Horse must give place to that inspired one of Job, which has elevated and delighted the minds of men of all ages and all na- tions:— <¢ Hast thou given the Horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder? Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength. He goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted: neither turneth he his back from the sword. The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield. He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet. He sayeth among the trumpets, ha! ha! and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.”’ Job was a native of those desarts, to which is indigenous that fine and delicate model of the horse genus, from his superior speed, styled the Coursrr. These beautiful ani- mals are supposed to have originated in the desarts of Arabia, of Barbary, and of some other parts of Africa, and from those to have migrated to the circumjacent countries. Granting this to be supposition, it is confirmed by an unbroken evidence of facts during thousands of years, recourse being invariably had to those desarts for supplies of this matchless race: but there exists no record of suffi- cient antiquity to reach the first example of taming the horse, since the most ancient histories represent him as already inured to the service of man. The noblest conquest which was ever made by man is that of this spirited and haughty animal, which shares with him the fatigues of war and the glory of the combat. Equally intrepid as his master, the Horse sees the danger, and braves it; inspired at the clash of arms, he loves it, 2 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, he seeks it, and is animated with the same ardour. He feels pleasure also in the chase, in tournaments, in the course; he is all fire, but, equally tractable as courageous, does not give way to his impetuosity, and knows how to check his inclinations; he not only submits to the arm which guides him, but even seems to consult the desires of his rider; and, always obedient to the impressions which he receives from him, presses on, moves gently, or stops, and only acts as his rider pleases. The Horse is a crea- ture which renounces his being, to exist only by the will of another, which he knows how to anticipate, and even express, and execute by the promptitude and exactness of his movements: he feels as much as we desire, does only what we wish, giving himself up without reserve, and refuses nothing, makes use of all his strength, exerts him- self beyond it, and even dies the better to obey. us. Such is the Horse, whose natural qualities art has im- proved. His education commences with the loss of his liberty, and by constraint it is finished. The slavery or servitude of these creatures is universal, and so ancient that we rarely see them in their natural state: they are never wholly free from all their bands, not even at the time of rest; and if they are sometimes suffered to range at liberty in the fields, they always bear about them tokens of servitude, and frequently the cruel marks of servitude and of pain: the mouth is deformed by the wrinkles occa- sioned by the bit, the flanks scarred with wounds inflicted by the spur, the hoofs are pierced by nails, the attitude of the body constrained, from the subsisting impression of habitual shackles, from which they would be delivered in vain, as they would not be the more at liberty for it. Even those whose slavery is the most gentle, who are only fed and broken for luxury and magnificence, and whose golden chains serve less to decorate them, than to satisfy the vanity of their master, are still more disho- noured by the elegance of their trappings, by the tresses of their manes, by the gold and silk with which they are covered, than by the iron shoes on their feet. Nature is more delightful than art; and, in an animated being, the freedom of its movements makes nature beau- tiful: observe the Horses in Spanish America, which live wild; their gait, their running, or their leaping, seem neither constrained norregular. Proud of their independ- ence, they fly the presence of man, and disdain his care; they seek and find for themselves proper nourishment; they wander about in liberty in immense meads, where they feed on the fresh productions of an eternal spring: destitute of any fixed habitation, without any other shelter than a mild sky, they breathe a purer air than those which are confined in vaulted palaces. These wild Horses are also much stronger, much swifter, and more nervous than the greater part of domestic Horses; they have, what na- ture has bestowed upon them, strength and nobleness; the others only what art can give, beauty and cunning. The Wild Horse. Troops of wild Horses are found in the plains of Great Tartary, and also in several parts cf South America. In neither, however, can we recognise an original race. The horses of the Ukraine, and those of South America, are equally the descendants of those who had escaped from the slavery of man. The Tartar Horses are fleet and strong, but comparatively of an ordinary breed. Those of South America retain, almost unimpaired, the size and form of their European ancestors. In no part of America, or of the more newly-dis- covered islands of the Pacific, was the Horse known, until he was introduced by Europeans; and the origin of the Horses of Tartary, has been clearly traced to those who were employed in the siege of Azoph, in 1657, but which were turned loose for want of forage. All travellers, who have crossed the plains extending from the shores of La Plata to Patagonia, have spoken of numerous droves of wild Horses. Some affirm that they have seen ten thousand in one troop. They appear to be under the command of a leader, the strongest and boldest of the herd, and whom they implicitly obey. A secret instinct teaches them that their safety consists in their union, and in a principle of subordination. The lion, the tiger, and the leopard,* are their principal enemies. At some signal, intelligible to them all, they either close into a dense mass, and trample their enemy to death; or, placing the mares and foals in the centre, they form themselves into a circle and welcome him with their heels. In the attack, their leader is the first to face the danger, and, when prudence demands a retreat, they follow his rapid flight. In the thinly inhabited parts of South America, it is dangerous to fall in with any of these troops. The wild Horses approach as near as they dare: they call to the loaded Horse with the greatest eagerness, and, if the rider be not on the alert, and have not considerable strength of arm, and sharpness of spur, his beast will divest himself of his burden, take to his heels, and be gone for ever. Captain Head gives the following account of a meeting with a troop of wild Horses, where the country is more thickly inhabited. Some poor captured animals are sup- posed to be forced along by their riders at their very utmost speed:—<* As they are thus galloping along, urged * These animals are of a different race from those which go under the same names in the Old World, and are yery inferior in strength. isa DSI AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 3 by the spur, it is interesting to see the groups of wild Horses one passes. The mares, which are never ridden in South America, seem not to understand what makes the poor Horse carry his head so low, and look so weary.* The little innocent colts come running to meet him, and then start away frightened: while the old Horses, whose white marks on the flanks and backs betray their acquaint- ance with the spur and saddle, walk slowly away for some distance, then, breaking into a trot as they seek their safety, snort and look behind them, first with one eye and then with the other, turning their nose from right to left, and carrying their long tail high in the air.” The same pleasing writer describes the system of horse- management among the rude inhabitants of the plains of South America. They have no stables, no fenced pastures. One Horse is usually kept tied at the door of the hut, fed scantily at night on maize; or at other times several may be enclosed in the corral, which is a circular space sur- rounded by rough posts, driven firmly into the ground. The mares are never ridden, or attempted to be tamed, but wander with their foals wherever they please. When the Gaucho, the native inhabitants of the plains, wants horses for himself or for the supply of the traveller, he either goes with his dasso to the corral, and selects those, possibly, who on the preceding day had for the first time been backed, or he scampers across the plain, and presently returns with an unwilling, struggling, or sub- dued captive. When the services of the animals have been exacted, he either takes them to the corral, and feeds them with a small quantity of maize, if he thinks he shall presently need them again, or he once more turns them loose on the plains. Travellers give some amusing accounts of the manner in which all this is effected—Miers thus describes the lasso, simple in its construction, but all-powerful in the hands of the Gaucho. ‘The Lasso is a missile weapon used by every native of the United Provinces and Chile. It is a very strong plaited thong of equal thickness, half an inch in diameter, and forty feet long; made of many strips of green hide, plaited like a whipthong, and rendered supple by grease. It has, at one end, an iron ring above an inch and a half in diameter, through which the thong is passed, and this forms a running noose. The Gaucho, or native Peon, is generally mounted on horseback when he uses the lasso. One end of the thong is affixed to his saddle girth: the * An Englishman once attempted to ride a mare, but he was hooted and pelted by the natives, and thought himself fortunate to escape without serious injury. Sir John Carr, in his Northern Summer, p. 44, states that it is only a short time since mares began to be ridden in Russia. remainder he coils carefully in his left hand, leaving about twelve feet belonging to the noose-end, in a coil, and a half of which he holds in his right hand. He then swings this long noose horizontally round his head, the weight of the iron ring at the end of the noose assisting in giving to it, by a continued circular motion, a sufficient force to pro- ject it the whole length of the line.” When the Gauchos wish to have a grand breaking-in, they drive a whole herd of wild horses into the corral. “The corral was quite full of Horses,”’ says Captain Head, ‘most of which were young ones about two or three years old. Thecapitaz (chief Gaucho,) mounted onastrong steady Horse, rode into the corral and threw his lasso over the neck of a young Horse, and dragged him to the gate. For some time he wasvery unwilling to leave hiscomrades; but the mo- ment he wasforced out of the corral, his firstidea wasto gallop away: however a timely jerk of the lasso checked him in the most effectual way. The peons now ran after him on foot, and threw a lasso over his fore-legs just above the fetlock, and twitching it, they pulled his legs from under him so suddenly, that I really thought the fall he got had killed him. In an instant a Gaucho was seated on his head, and with his long knife, and in a few seconds, cut off the whole of the Horse’s mane, while another cut the hair from the end of his tail. This they told me was a mark that the Horse had been once mounted. They then put a piece of hide into his mouth to serve for a bit, and a strong hide halter on his head. The Gaucho who was to mount, arranged his spurs, which were unusually long and sharp,* and while two men held the Horse by his ears, he put on the saddle, which he girthed extremely tight. He then caught hold of the Horse’s ear, and in an instant vaulted into the saddle; upon which the man who held the Horse by the halter threw the end to the rider, and from that moment no one seemed to take any further notice of him. ‘The Horse instantly began to jump in a manner which made it very difficult for the rider to keep his seat, and quite different from the kick or plunge of an English Horse: however, the Gaucho’s spurs soon set him going, and off he galloped doing everything in his power to throw his rider. ® The manufacture of the Gaucho’s boots is somewhat singular. “The boots of the Gauchos are formed of the ham and part of the leg- skin of a colt taken reeking from the mother, which is said to be sacri- ficed for the sole purpose, just at the time of bearing when the hair has not begun to grow. At this stage, the skin strips off easily, and is very white and beautiful in texture and appearance. The ham forms the calf of the boot; the hock easily adopts itself to the heel, and the leg above the fetlock constitutes the foot; the whole making aneat and elegant half-boot, with an aperture sufficient for the great toe, to project through.’—Andrew’s Journey in South America, vol. i. p. 26. 4 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, ‘¢ Another Horse was immediately brought from the cor- ral, and so quick was the operation, that twelve Gauchos were mounted in a space which I think hardly exceeded an hour. It was wonderful to see the different manner in which different Horses behaved. Some would actually scream while the Gauchos were girding the saddle upon their backs; some would instantly lie down and roll upon it; while some would stand without being held—their legs stiff, and in unnatural positions, their necks half bent towards their tails, and looking vicious and obstinate; and I could not help thinking that I would not have mounted one of those for any reward that could be offered me, for they were invariably the most difficult to subdue. “Tt was now curious to lock around and see the Gauchos on the horizon in different directions, trying to bring their Horses back to the corral, which is the most difficult part of their work; for the poor creatures had been so scared there that they were unwilling to return to the place. It was amusing to see the antics of the Horses—they were jumping and dancing in different ways, while the right arm of the Gauchos wasseen flogging them. At last they brought the Horses back, apparently subdued, and broken in. The saddles and bridles were taken off, and the young Horses trotted off towards the corral, neighing to one another. ‘* The Horses of the Pampasare like the common descrip- tion of Spanish Horse, but rather stronger. They are of all colours, and a great number are pie-bald. When caught, they will always kick at any person who goes behind them; and it is often with great difficulty that they can be bridled and saddled: however, they are not vicious, and when properly broken in, will allow the children to mount by climbing up their tails. In mounting, it is ne- cessary to be very quick, and previous to dismounting, it is proper to throw the bridle over one side of the head, as the Horses almost alwaysrun backwards, if one attempts to hold them by the bridle when it is over the head, as in England. ‘‘ Although Irode many thousand milesin South America, I was quite unable to learn how to select either a good Horse or an easy-going one, for by their appearance I found it impossible to form a judgment; indeed, I generally se- lected for myself the worst-looking Horses, as I sometimes fancied that they went the best. ‘¢When first mounted, they often begin to kick and plunge, but by giving them a loose rein, and by spurring them, they will generally start, and when once at their pace, they go quiet. However, the kicking at starting is a most painful operation to undergo, for from hard riding the back and shoulders get so dreadfully stiff, that such sudden and violent motion seems to dislocate the limbs.’? When the Gaucho wishes to take a wild Horse, he mounts one that has been used to the sport, and gallops over the plain. As soon as he comes sufficiently near his prey, ‘‘the lasso is thrown round the two hind legs, and as the Gaucho rides a little on one side, the jerk pulls the entangled horse’s feet laterally, so as to throw him on his side, without endangering his knees or his face. Before the Horse can recover the shock, the rider dismounts, and snatching his poncho or cloak from his shoulders, wraps it round the prostrate animal’s head. He then forces into his mouth one of the powerful bridles of the country, straps a saddle on his back, and bestriding him, removes the poncho; upon which the astonished horse springs on his legs, and endeavours by a thousand vain efforts to disen- cumber himself of his new master, who sits quite compo- sedly on his back, and, by a discipline which never fails, reduces the Horse to such complete obedience, that he is soon trained to lend his whole speed and strength to the capture of his companions. ‘These animals possess much of the form of the Spanish Horse, from which they sprung; they are tamed, as has been seen, with far less difficulty than could be thought possible; and, although theirs is the obedience of fear, and enforced at first by the whip and spur, there are no Horses who so soon and so perfectly exert their sagacity and their power in the service of man. They are possessed of no extraordinary speed, but they are capable of enduring im- mense fatigue. They are frequently ridden sixty or seventy miles without drawing bit, and have been urged on by the cruel spur of the Gaucho, more than a hundred miles, and at the rate of twelve miles in the hour. ‘« Like the Arab Horses, they know no intermediate pace between the walk and the gallop. Although at the end of a day so hard, their sides are horribly mangled, and they completely exhausted, there is this consolation for them, they are immediately turned loose on the plains, and it will be their own fault if they are speedily caught again. The mare is occasionally killed for food, and especially on occasions of unusual festivity. General San Martin, during the war for independence, gave a feast to the Indian allies attached to his army; and mares’ flesh, and the blood mixed with gin, formed the whole of the entertainment. «¢On such dry and sultry plains the supply of water is often scanty, and then a species of madness seizes on the Horses, and their generous and docile qualities are no longer recognized. They rush violently into every pond and lake, savagely mangling and trampling upon one ano- other; and the careases of many thousands of them de- stoyed by their fellows, have occasionally been seen in and around a considerable pool. Thisis one of the means by which the too rapid increase of this quadruped is, by the ordinance of Nature, there prevented. AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 5 ¢¢ The wild Horses of Tarrary, although easily domesti- eated, materially differ in character from those on the plains of South America. They will not suffer a stranger to join them. Ifa domesticated Horse comes in their way, unprotected by his master, they attack him with their teeth and their heels, and speedily destroy him. They readily submit, however, to the dominion of man, and become perfectly docile and faithful. <¢ Among the Tartars, the flesh of the Horse isa frequent article of food; and although they do not, like the Indians of the Pampas, eat it raw, their mode of cookery would not be very inviting to the European epicure. They cut the muscular parts into slices, and place them under their saddles, and after they have galloped thirty or forty miles, the meat becomes tender and sodden, and fit for their table; and, at all their feasts, the first and last and most favourite dish, is a Horse’s head. «sWhen water was not at hand, the Scythians used to draw blood from their Horses and drink it; and the dukes of Muscovy, for nearly two hundred and sixty years, pre- sented Tartar ambassadors with the milk of mares. If any of this milk fell upon the mane of the Horse, the duke, by custom, was bound to lick it off.’’ In North America, innumerable wild Horses were seen by Lieut. Z. M. Pike, while on his exploring expedition to the sources of the Arkansas River, &c.; they were met with continually on the shores of most of the rivers in the Arkansas Territories, the first herd being seen in Lat. 37° Long. 38°. “ The natural disposition of these animals is not ferocious, they are only high-spirited and wild; and though supe- rior in strength to the greatest part of animals, they yet never attack them; and if they are attacked by others, either disdain them or trample them under their feet. They go also in bodies, and unite themselves into troops, merely for the pleasure of being together, for they are not fearful of, but have an attachment to each other. As herbs and vegetables are sufficient for their nourishment, they have quite enough to satisfy their appetite; and as they have no relish for the flesh of animals, they never make war with them, nor with each other; they never quarrel about their food, they have no occasion to ravish the prey of another, the ordinary source of contentions and quar- rels among carniverous animals. They live in peace be- cause their appetite is simple and moderate; and as they have enough, there is no room for envy. ‘¢ As all parts of Europe are at present peopled, and al- most equally inhabited, wild Horses are no longer found there; and those which we see in America were origi- nally European tame Horses, which have multiplied in the vast desarts of that country. The astonishment and fear B which the inhabitants of Mexico and Peru expressed at the sight of Horses, and their riders, convinced the Spa- niards that this animal was entirely unknown in these countries; they therefore carried thither a great number, as well for service and their particular utility as to propa- gate the breed. M. de la Salle, in 1685, saw in the north- ern parts of America, near the bay of St. Louis, whole troops of these wild Horses feeding in the pastures, which were so fierce that no one dared to approach them. The author of the History of the Adventures of the Bucca- neers, says that, in the island of St. Domingo, Horses may sometimes be seen in troops of upwards of five hun- dred, all running together, and that as soon as they see a man, they will allstop; that one of them will approach to a certain distance, snort, take flight, and then all the rest will follow him. To catch them, they make use of nooses made of ropes, which they spread and hang in places which they know they frequent: but if they are caught by the neck they strangle themselves, unless the hunter comes time enough to their assistance, who instantly se- cures them by the body and legs, and fastens them to trees, where they are left for two days without either food or drink. This experiment is sufficient to begin to make them tractable, and in time they become as much so as if they had never been wild; and even if by chance they ever regain their liberty, they never become so again, but know their masters, and suffer them to catch them again without trouble. «¢ The manners of these animals almost wholly depend on their education. From time immemorial it has been the custom to separate the colts from their mothers: mares are suffered to suckle them five, six, or seven months; for experience has taught us, that those colts which are suckled ten or eleven months, are not of equal value with those which are weaned sooner, though they are generally fuller of flesh. After six or seven months sucking, they are weaned, that they may take more solid nourishment than milk; bran is then given them twice a day, and a little hay, of which the quantity is increased in proportion as they advance in age, and they are kept in the stable as long as they seem to retain any desire to re- turn to the mare; but when this desire ceases, they are suffered to go out in fine weather, and led to pasture; but care must be taken not to suffer them to go out to pas- ture fasting; they must have bran, and be made to drink, an hour before they are suffered to graze, and are never to be exposed to great cold or rain: in this manner they spend the first winter; in the May following, they are not only permitted to graze every day, but are suffered to lie in the fields all the summer, and even to the end of Oc- tober, only observing not to let them eat the after-grass; for 6 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, if they accustom themselves much to it, they will grow dis- gusted with hay, which ought, however, to be their principal food during the second winter, together with bran mixed with barley, or oats wetted. They are managed in this man- ner, letting them graze in the day time during winter, and in the night time during the summer, till they are four years old, when they are taken from the pastures, and fed on hay. This change in his food requires some precaution; for the first eight days, the colt should have nothing but straw, and it is proper to administer some vermifuge drinks, as worms may have been generated from indiges- tion and green food. <¢ Great attention must be paid in weaning young colts, to put them into a proper stable, not too hot, for fear of making them too delicate and sensible to the impressions of the air. They should frequently have fresh litter, and be kept very clean, by rubbing them down with a wisp of straw. But they should not be tied up and curried till they are two years and a half or three years old; this cur- rying gives them great pain, their skin being as yet too delicate to bear it, and they would fall away instead of growing fat from it; care must also be taken that the rack and manger are not too high, the necessity of raising their heads too high in order to reach their food may possibly produce a habit of carrying it in this fashion, which would give them an awkward appearance. <¢ At the age of three years, or three years and a half, the rider should begin to break them and make them tracta- ble; they should at first have a light, easy saddle, and ought to wear it two or three hours every day; and they should be accustomed to have a snaffle bit in their mouths, and to lift up their feet, on which they should sometimes receive rather smart strokes, and if designed for coach or draught Horses, should wear harness and a bridle. At first a curb should not be used, they should be held by a eaveson, or leather strap, and be made to trot, on even ground, without a rider, and with only the saddle or har- ness on the body; and when the saddle Horse turns easily, and willingly follows the person who holds the lea- ther strap, the rough rider should mount him and dis- mount again in the same place, without making him move, till he is four years old, because before that age, the weight of a man overloads him, but at four years he should be made to walk or trot, a little way at a time, with the rider on his back. When a coach Horse is accustomed to the harness, he should be paired with a Horse that is tho- roughly broken, putting on him a bridle, with a strap passed through it, till he begins to be used to the draught; after this the coachman must teach him to back, having the assistance of a man before, who must push him gently back, and even give him some blows to make him do it: all this should be done before young Horses have changed their food, for when once they are what is called corn-fed, that is, when they feed on grain and hay, as they are more vigorous, it is remarked also that they are less tractable, and more difficult to break. ‘‘The bit and the spur are two means made use of to bring them into order. The mouth does not appear form- ed by nature to receive any other impressions than that of taste and appetite; there is, however, so great a sensi+ bility in the mouth of a Horse, that, in preference to the eyes and ears, we address ourselves to it, to make him un- derstand our pleasure; the smallest motion or pressure of the bit is sufficient to inform and determine the animal; and this organ of sense has no other fault than its perfec- tion. Its too great sensibility must be managed, for if it is abused, the mouth of the Horse is spoiled, and render- ed insensible to the impression of the bit; the senses of sight and hearing are not subject to such a change, and could not be dulled in this manner; but it has been found convenient to govern Horses by these organs, and it is generally true, that signs given by the sense of feeling have more effect on animals in general than those con- veyed to the eyes or ears; besides, the situation of Horses with relation to those who mount or conduct them, makes their eyes almost useless for this purpose, because they see only straight forwards, so that they could only per- ceive the signs made to them when they turned their heads round; and although they are frequently conducted and animated by the ear, yet in fact, if they are well bro- ken, the smallest pressure of the thighs, or most trifling motion of the bit, is sufficient to direct them; the spur is even useless, or at least it is only made use of to force them to violent motions; and as, through the folly of the rider, it often happens that in giving the spur he checks the bridle, the Horse, finding himself excited on one side, and kept in on the other, only prances and capers, with- out stirring out of his place. << By means of the bridle we teach Horses to hold up their heads, and place them in a proper manner, and the small- est sign or movement of the rider is sufficient to make the Horse show all his different paces; the most natural is perhaps the trot, but ambling and galloping are more pleasant for the rider, and these are the two paces we par- ticularly endeavour to improve.” [ To be continued. | TO THE EDITORS OF THE CABINET OF NATURAL BISTORY. GrenTLEMEN:—At your request I send you for publi- cation, the calendar of nature which accompanies this. It was kept at a time when I had but little acquaintance with AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 7 Natural History, and when I had but little intercourse with the scientific world. It was made for my own amuse- ment, and wasnever intended for the public eye. As you think it contains some curious facts, and that it is calculated to elicit a spirit of observation in the youthful naturalist, I have consented to its publication in the original form, little or no alteration being made in the manuscript. Yours truly, J. G, Philada. Dee. 1st, 1831. NOTES OF A NATURALIST. By Jacos Green, M. D. A correct tabular view, in which is recorded the leaf- ing and flowering of plants, the arrival and incubation of birds, and several other common occurrences of nature, as they successively arise, cannot fail to be a source of rational entertainment. Several attempts of this sort have been made by naturalists, both in ancient and modern times. In the works of Aristotle and Theophrastus, something of this kind may be found. Pliny, in his Na- tural History, remarks, (liber 16. 25,) ‘‘ With the first soft breeze the cornelian cherry puts forth its bud, next the bay, a little before the equinox. The lime, the ma- ple, the poplar, the elm, the sallow, the elder, the jfilbert, and the hazel, are among the first that put out leaves; the plum tree also is very early.”” Thus we see from this attentive observer, of other times, that trees were governed by certain fixed laws, with regard to their time of leafing, and that when one species of tree was seen to be in foliage, the next in succession could be easily predicted. Calendars of a similar sort may be found in White’s highly interesting History of Selborne, in England, and in several periodical works published in the United States. In recording the numerous facts as they arise, I shall in- dulge in any zoological or other remarks, which may occur. Since my notes were completed, I find that Dr. Bigelow of Boston, has issued a circular, in which he re- quests the naturalists of the United States to keep such a record during the spring of 1817, in order that contempora- neous observations of the same facts, in different places, may afford materials for a general American Calendar of Flora. Naturalist’s Calendar, kept at Princeton, N. J., in 1817, by Jacop Green, M. D. Professor of Chemistry, Experimental Philosophy, and Natural History, in Nassau Hall. January. The deep snow which has covered the ground for some days, obliges the common Crow, (corvus corone,) to leave their usual haunts. They flock around stacks of grain, and visit our barn-yards in search of food. Larks, (alauda magna?) are now easily shot. They frequent fields where the weeds are so tall as not to be covered with snow, and hover around their tops, for the seed; they are exceedingly fat. A Golden-eyed Duck, (anas clangula,) was noticed in the water, in company with a flock of tame ducks; it was killed, and a pike, (esox,) about four inches long, was found in its throat. March 9th. Lamium amplexicaule, in bloom. The bright red flowers of this little plant, are in beautiful con- trast with the snow which is still in many places on the ground. 10¢h. The trees exhibit but few marks of vegetation. The Lombardy Poplar, (populus dilatata?) on being cut down, exuded no sap. 15th. The Smelt, or snow-fish, (salmo eparlanus) taken in the Raritan river, near New-Brunswick. 18th. This morning I heard for the first time the plain- tive note of the Blue Bird, (silvia sialis. ) 19¢h. A more violent snow-storm than any during the last winter. 21st. The Yellow Bird, (fringilla tristis,) seen. birds numerous. 24th. Robins in the orchards. Many of these birds pass the whole winter in the bushy marshes of this neigh- bourhood, where the water rarely freezes. 25th. Heard the Aédideer (charadrius vociferus. ) 30th. Frogs begin to croak (rana zebra?) In the shal- low streams salamanders are numerous (sal. rubriventris, var. ) 4pril 1. I noticed this morning the brownish butterfly, called Papilio Antiopa, skimming along the wet places, near the road-side. The snow was still visible in many places in the woods, and on the hills. Pliny remarks, that the appearance of the butterfly is supposed by many the surest indication of returning spring, because the ani- mal is too delicate to support severe changes in the wea-~ ther. The Papilio Antiopa, is thought by many to ex- ceed most of the papilios in beauty, but as it appears ear- lier in the season than any other butterfly, it is probably owing to this circumstance that it is so much admired. Its glossy brown wings, edged with white, and spotted with blue, are certainly pretty. Our good and great orni- thologist, Wixson, alludes to it in the following line, “ When first the lone butterfly flits on the wing.”’ 2d. Common flies, (museca domestica,) seen in great numbers. Earth worms perforate the surface of the soil. 3d. Cabbage seed, and early peas sown. 4th. Potatoes, beets, and onions planted. 5th. Shepherd’s Pouch, (thlaspi,) in flowers, and the Blue 8 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, catkins of the Mspen, (populus tremula,) made their ap- pearance. 6th. The Gooseberry, (ribes,) and the Willow, (salix babylonica, ) in leaf. 8th. Spiders shoot their webs. Is this ever done, when the animal moves about in the warm days of winter? 9th. Anemone Hepatica blooms in the woods. In the gardens, the Blue Violet, and the Daffodil, or Narsisus, are in flower. The violet,—the vernal crocus,—the snow- drop, and many other plants, which flower in the begin- ning of spring, cannot by any pains or care, be made to blossom in the autumn, or after the summer solstice. It is remarkable, that these plants, which are so very patient of the cold of spring, should in the autumn be so tender as not to endure the first hard frost. There are, however, many exceptions to this rule. The willow tree, or salix babylonica, is one of the first trees clothed in verdure, and is also one of the last that the frost of autumn strips of its leaves. It is said that thistles, and some other plants, in Sweden, which flower about the time of the summer sol- stice, never blossom before or after, and that husbandmen judge from this circumstance, as from a calendar which cannot deceive them, whether the solstice be past. (See Stillingfleet’s Miscellaneous Tracts, page 140.) 10th. The Skunk Cabbage, (dracontium fetidum,) in flower, in moist situations. 11¢h. A beautiful species of dytiscus, called here the Water Witch, plays on the surface of the small streams. Most of these insects were in pairs. 12th. Ants open their holes. The Martin, (hirundo purpurea,) appeared. The garden Hyacinth, (hyacinthus orientalis,) in flower. In the woods, I saw the Blood Root, or Sanguinaria Canadensis, in bloom. 14th. Bees begin to collect honey. They always come from their hives in the warm days of winter. Pliny says they do not leave them till the 11th of May, and seems to blame Aristotle for saying they came out in March or the beginning of spring. Moles, (sorex cristatus,) throw up hillocks; this is, I believe, performed much earlier, though I have not seen any indications of it. The Willow, (salix babylonica,) in blossom. I saw for the first time a pair of Chipping Birds, (fringilla so- cialis,) or American sparrows. I heard their notes, how- ever, a considerable time ago. The name Chipping is from the note they have when hopping on the ground, or among the branches; their love song is very different. 15th. Reddish orange Butterfly, (papilio viola,) whose wings are spotted with black, and expand about an inch and a half, appeared flying about a cluster of full blown daffodils. The young Grasshopper, (gryllus,) without wings, is jumping about on the grass. In this state, it secretes a remarkable quantity of a brownish fluid from its mouth. A small dipterous insect, resembling what is called the May-/fly, and a small kind of scarabceus, appeared. Crickets open their holes in the fields, and play around them. The common Mud Wasp was seen. In one of the warm days in February last, I saw one of these insects crawling torpidly in the sun. I placed it under a tumbler, near my fire-place, and fed it on honey. It became active and vigorous; but died in about two weeks after its cap- ture. A friend has related a curious instance respecting this species of wasp. One summer afternoon a wasp flew into the room where he was sitting, and upon watching its motions he observed it fly to a number of small spider’s nests, and shake them with his feet, as if he were entangled by them. He was at a loss to understand this manceuvre, till the wasp at last flew to a web, which he commenced shaking as he did the others; a spider then darted from his hiding place, no doubt expecting to seize some unfor- tunate insect, which he supposed was fastened in his snare; but the wasp grappled him as soon as he came within reach, and bore him off in triumph. I saw large numbers of the Humble Bee lying dead on the ground, which appear to have been thrown out of their holes, which are bored in the rails of the fences. I thought them torpid, and endeavoured to revive them; they were both male and female. I suppose,they must have been killed by the severity of the last winter. I also saw them flying. 16th. Ants deposit their eggs under stones. Strawberries, (fragraria elatior et virginiana,) in flower. (Ulmus Americana) Elm Tree, in flower. The Peach Tree, (amigdalus?) in blossom. Asparagus, (medeola,) proper for cutting for the table. 17th. Gooseberries in flower. 21st. Anemone Thalictroides in bloom. (ribes) begin to form. Cherry tree, (prunus) in full blossom. Cabbage plants set out. 24th. Ranunculus Abortivus flowers. 26th. The Dandelion, (leontodon taraxacum,) flowers. Dr. Barton, in the third volume of the American Phi- losophical Transactions, says, this plant is not indige- nous; it is certainly found in places remote from any habi- tation. Blue Violet in the woods, (viola cuculata, ) flowers. 28h. Saxifragia virginia, nivalis and vernalis, in flow- ers, in the woods, and road-sides. I transplanted the saxifragia vernalis to a little box in my chamber, where it flourishes very well. The flowers, which are situated on the top of a scapus, follow the course of the sun, like the He- lanthus. This plant was in bloom a week since. Currants, AND AMERICAN Gnaphalium Plantagenium flowers, and also a species of Myosotis. 30th. Young chickens leave the egg. The Swallow, (hirundo Americana,)in numbers, and also the Goldfinch. Both of these birds, I suppose, appear much earlier, but my situation prevented me from seeing them before. May 4th. The small Yellow Butterfly, (papilio he- cube?) which expands its wings about an inch and a quar- ter, and which is seen during the summer months playing about wet, muddy spots along the road-side, was seen. The small moscheto seen. 5th. Viola Pubescens Acton, or Pennsylvanica Mich. in flower. ’ 6th. Young Ducks hatched. 10th. Wrens build their nests, (silvia domestica.) Might Hawk, (caprimulgus Americanus,) appears. Chimney Swallows, (hirundo pelasgia,) build their nests. 11th. The white nocturnal Moths, called Millers, which expand their wings about one quarter of an inch, appeared. 14th. The Blue Bird buildsits nest. The female only, as far as I observed, was employed. The male bird guarded the box, and sang to her during her work. They did not sleep in their new habitation, the two first nights it was in their possession, for on the third day, after much labour, they apparently abandoned it. 15th. The Cat Bird, (T. Lividus,) appears. This bird rarely uses the note from whence it has its name, on its first coming, but two or three other notes of the softest melody. The Blue Flag, (iris,) the Snowball Tree, (vibernum, ) and the: Peony, (pzonia,) in flower. 16th. The Chewenk, or Towhe Bunting, (emberiza, erythrophthalma, ) is on the trees; it has a charming song. I observed a large number of .@nts resorted to, and covered the buds of the Peony, probably for food; but when the flower is fully blown, they forsake it. Vaccinium Corymbosum, Geranium Maculatum, and Podophyllum Peltatum, or May pple, in flowers. Ring Dove, coos. Grey Owls, hoot. Goldfinches pair. Quere, how long does this take place, before the business of nidification is commenced? 17th. The orange-brown Moth, or Butterfly, which ex- pands its wings about an inch, which are covered with black spots, appeared. Caltha Palustus, in blossom. Azalea Viscosa, a variety of this plant blossoms. Rhaphanus Rhaphanistrus, or wild radish, flowers. Early Peas flower, being forty-six days after they were planted. 18th. The May Rose blooms. C RURAL SPORTS. 9 The Blue Birds have returned to their box. I suspect they never intended to leave it entirely; but that they always absent themselves some hours after their nest is completed; though I observed, that nothing but straw and small sticks were used, which could not require dry- ing. The male and female always come together, though the male now frequently leaves the other in the box, fly- ing off to some neighbouring tree. This he never did, while the nest was constructing; then he always called to her while she was at work, and she answered him with a short, plaintive note, which now she seems to have forgot- ten. To-day, I think, she has deposited her first egg. They visit the box but rarely in the course of the day, but at least once early in the morning, and again as the sun is setting; though I suspect they are all the day on the surrounding trees. 20th. The Mocking Bird, (T. Polyglottus,) sings. This evening, just as the sun had gone down, this charm- ing warbler made the woods to echo with his various notes. I listened to him about a quarter of an hour, and then left _ him singing. May 21st. The seventeen year Locust, (cicada septem- decima,) appears. It rises from the ground a kind of ap- terous beetle. After leaving the shell of its chrysalis state, it is about twenty-four hours before it has sufficient strength to fly, and then about five days before it sings. 23d. Strawberries ripe. 24th. Saw the Toad, (bufo musicus,) for the first time. The large Butterfly, (bombyx luna,) the handsomest species of this insect in this part of the country, breaks its winter case. A branch which supported this insect and its cocoon, was broken from an apple tree last fall, and sus- pended in the kitchen. Oyster Plant, (tragopodon,) flowers; the calyx of the plant closes over the petals just before sundown; it never fully expands but in the sunshine. 27th. Mock Orange, (Philadelphus odorus,) flowers. Blue Birds hatch their first broods. Slst. May Weed, (anthemis cotula,) flowers. The full white blossom of this weed may be seen in uncul- tivated fields, and along the road sides, till the end of autumn. June 3d. The Locusts, which have been kept in the ground, by reason of the cold and rainy weather. (Ther- mometer, between 40° and 50°, the whole time) now ap- pear in vast numbers. 5th. The Rodin, (turdus migratorius,) sits. Black- berry, (rubus occidentalis,) blossoms. The Madlow, (malva,) flowers. The pea-green Caterpillar, which appears about this time, presented me with a curious fact. I fastened one of 10 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, them to a board, with a pin, which passed through the middle of the body, and in that situation the animal as- sumed the chrysaline state,—the chrysalis was alive three or four days afterwards. The caterpillar was about an inch and a half long, and was marked with black bands and spots. 17th. The Rose Bug, (melolontha multivora,) appears. Large numbers of these insects fill the air. A white sub- stance seems to be a favourite article to rest upon, such as bleached linen. They emit from them a juice similar to that of the grasshopper, but somewhat darker. Apterous animalcule, appear in rain water. When viewed through the solar miscroscope, the fore-part appeared truncated, and a little bristly; near the tail, there projected two or more plume-like hairs; in swimming it seemed to move only at the extremities, the middle part remaining still. This animal darted so swiftly through the water, whenever it was brought to the focus of the miscroscope, (owing, no doubt, to the heat of the concentrated rays,) that I could not accurately distinguish its component parts. To the naked eye, the animal has somewhat the shape of a tad- pole, the tail of which seemed forked. [ To be continued. | PASSAGE ACROSS THE GREAT CORDILLERA. I was steadily riding my mule at the rate of five miles an hour, in order to measure, by my watch, the breadth of the plains of Uspallata, when we met an old Gaucho huntsman, with two lads, and a number of dogs, which at once put a stop to my calculation. He had seve- ral loose horses, over one of which was hanging the car- cass of a guanaco. He had been hunting for lions, and had been among the mountains for two days, but had had little sport. The Gaucho was a fine picture of an old sportsman. Round his body were the ‘‘bolas’’ (balls,) which were covered with clotted blood. His knees were admirably protected from the bushes, by a hide, which was under his saddle, and which in front had the appearance of gambadoes. He was mounted on a good horse; his lasso, in coils, hung at his saddle. As soon as we stopped, he was sur- rounded by his dogs, which were a very odd pack. Some of them were very large, and some quite small, and they seemed to be all of different breeds; many had been lamed by the lions and tigers, and several bore honourable scars. I regretted very much indeed that I had not time to fol- low the sport, which must have been highly interesting. As soon as the dogs unkennel a lion or a tiger, they pursue him until he stops to defend himself. If the dogs fly upon him, the Gaucho jumps off his horse, and while the animal is contending with his enemies, he strikes him on the head with the balls, to which an extraordinary momentum can be given. If the dogs are at bay, and afraid to attack their foe, the Gaucho then hurls the lasso over him, and galloping away, he drags him along the ground, while the hounds rush upon him, and tear him. The mountains now seemed to be really over our heads, and we expected that we should have immediately to climb them, but for many hours we went over a plain as dry and barren as the country already described on the other side of Uspallata, and which wound its course among the mountains. At last we crossed a rapid torrent of water, and then immediately afterwards came to another, which takes its rise at the summit of the Andes, and whose course, and comparatively gradual descent, directs the pas- sage; and it is on this spot the traveller may proudly feel that he is at last buried among the mountains of the Andes. The surface of the rocks which surrounded us, afforded no pasture, and the gnarled wood and the stunted growth of the trees, announced the severity of the climate in winter; yet the forms of the mountains, and the wild groups in which they stood towering one above another, can only be viewed with astonishment and admiration. Although the sun was retiring, and the mules very tired, we wished to have gone on half an hour longer, but the peon assured us we should not find so good a place, and, pointing to some withered herbage, and some large loose stones, he earnestly advised me to stop, saying, ‘¢ Hai aqui pasto bueno para las mulas, y para su merced buen alojamiento, hai agua, aqui hai todo,”’ (here is pasture for the mules, and for your excellency good lodging, water, and everything.) We therefore dismounted near a spring, and having collected wood, and the miners having cooked our supper, we lay down on the ground to sleep. Theair was cool and refreshing, and the scene really magnifi- cent. As I lay on the ground upon my back, the objects around me gradually became obscure, while the sun, which had long ago set to us, still gilded the summits of the high- est mountains, and gave a sparkling brightness to the snow, which faded with the light of day. The scene un- derwent a thousand beautiful changes; but when it was all lost in utter darkness, save the bold outline which rested against the sky, it appeared more beautiful than ever. The peon, who was always very active, was up long before day-break, and we were awakened by the bell- mule, and the others which were now collected. We got up in the dark, and as our party were preparing to start, the group, though indistinctly seen by the blaze of the AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 11 fire, was a very odd one. The three miners were eating their breakfasts seated on loose stones round a large frag- ment of rock, which served as a table. Their elbows were squared, and they were eagerly bending over the food before them. The peons, with their dark brown faces, and different coloured caps, handkerchiefs, and ponchos, were loading the ‘‘ carga”? mules. Some of the party were putting on their spurs; others were arranging their toilette. The light was now faintly dawning on the tops of the high- est mountains, and the snow was just discovered lying in large patches and ridges. The bottoms of the ravines were in dark shade, and white windy clouds were flying across the deep blue sky—for some moments all was silent: however, as soon as the mules were ready we mounted, and we were off before we could distinctly see; but the mules picked their way, and continually ascending by a path covered with great stones, and impracticable to any animal except a mule, we continued to follow the course of the great stream, which was a torrent, roaring and raging, and altogether impassable. The sufferings of the poor mules now attracted our at- tention; they had travelled from Mendoza with but little rest, and little food; still they required no driving, but were evidently making every possible exertion to keep up with the mule which carried the bell. Occasionally the ¢carga’’? would require adjusting, and the peon, throwing his poncho over the creature’s eyes, would alter it, while the rest continued their course, but the poncho was no sooner removed, than the mule, trotting and braying, joined the troop, never stopping till he came to the bell. On the road, the number of dead mules, which indeed strew the path from Mendoza to Santiago, seemed to in- crease, and it was painful to see the living ones winding their path among the bones and carcasses of those who had died of fatigue. By the peculiar effect of the climate, most of these poor creatures were completely dry, and as they lay on the road with their hind legs extended, and their heads stretched towards their goal, it was evident, from their attitudes, that they had all died of the same complaint—the hill had killed them all. After passing one or two very rapid torrents, we came to a mountain, which was one precipitous slope from the top to the torrent beneath. About half way up, we saw a troop of forty guanacos, who were all gazing at us with great attention. They were on a path, or track, parallel to the water, and as the side of the mountain was covered with loose stones, we were afraid they would roll some of them down upon us. On the opposite side of the water, was one of the most singular geological formations which we had witnessed. At the head of a ravine was an enormous perpendicular mountain of porphyry, broken into battlements and tur- rets, which gave it exactly the appearance of an old castle, on a scale, however, altogether the subject of a romance. The broken front represented, in a most curious manner, old fashioned windows and gates, and one of the Cornish miners declared ‘he could see an old woman coming across a drawbridge.”’ As I was looking up at the region of snow, and as my mule was scrambling along the steep side of the rock, the capitaz overtook me, and asked me if I chose to come on, as he was going to look at the ‘ Ladera de las Vaccas,”’ to see if it was passable, before the mules came to it.* He accordingly trotted on, and in half an hour we arrived at the spot. It is the worst pass in the Cordillera. The mountain above appears almost perpendicular, and in one continued slope down to the rapid torrent which is raging underneath. The surface is covered with loose earth and stones which have been brought down by the water. The path goes across this slope, and is very bad for about se- venty yards, being only a few inches broad; but the point of danger is a spot where the water which comes down from the top of the mountain, either washes the path away, or covers it over with loose stones. We rode over it, and it certainly was very narrow and bad. In some places the rock almost touches one shoulder, while the precipice is immediately under the opposite foot, and high above the head are a number of large loose stones, which appear as if the slightest touch would send them rolling into the tor-~ rent beneath, which is foaming and rushing with great violence. However, the danger to the rider is only ima- ginary, for the mules are so careful, and seem so well aware of their situation, that there is no chance of their making a false step. As soon as we had crossed the pass, which is only seventy yards long, the capataz told me that it was a very bad place for baggage-mules, that four hundred had been lost there, and that we should also very probably lose one; he said, that he would get down to the water at a place about a hundred yards off, and wait there with his lasso to catch any mule that might fall into the torrent, and he requested me to lead on his mule. How- ever, I was resolved to see the tumble, if there was to be one, so the capataz took away my mule and his own, and while I stood on a projecting rock at the end of the pass, he scrambled down on foot, till he at last got to the level of the water. The drove of mules now came in sight, one following another; a few were carrying no burdens, but the rest * When first, from the melting of the snow, the Cordillera is ‘‘ open,” this passage is always impassable; but it becomes broader towards the end of summer, i2 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, were either mounted or heavily laden, and as they wound along the crooked path, the difference of colour in the animals, the different colours and shapes of the baggage they were carrying, with the picturesque dress of the peons, who were vociferating the wild song by which they drive on the mules, and the sight of the dangerous path they had to cross,—formed altogether a very interesting scene. As soon as the leading mule came to the commence- ment of the pass, he stopped, evidently unwilling to pro- ceed, and of course all the rest stopped also. He was the finest mule we had, and on that account had twice as much to carry as any of the others; his load had never been relieved, and it consisted of four portman- teaus, two of which belonged to me, and which contained not only a very heavy bag of dollars, but also papers which were of such consequence that I could hardly have conti- nued my journey without them. The peons now redou- bled their cries, and leaning over the sides of their mules, and picking up stones, threw them at the leading mule, who now commenced his journey over the path. With his nose to the ground, literally smelling his way, he walked gently on, often changing the position of his feet, if he found the ground would not bear, until he came to the bad part of the pass, where he again stopped, and I then certainly began to look with great anxiety at my portmanteaus;-but the peons again threw stones at him, and he continued his path, and reached me in safety; several others followed. At last a young mule, carrying a portmanteau, with two large sacks of provisions, and many other things, in passing the bad point, struck his load against the rock, which knocked his two hind legs over the precipice, and the loose stones immediately began to roll away from under them: however his fore-legs were still upon the narrow path; he had no room to put his head there, but he placed his nose on the path on his left, and appeared to hold on by his mouth: his perilous fate was soon decided by a loose mule who came, and in walk- ing along after him, knocked his comrade’s nose off the path, destroyed his balance, and head over heels the poor creature instantly commenced a fall which was really quite terrific. With all his baggage firmly lashed to him, he rolled down the steep slope, until he came to the part which was perpendicular, and then he seemed to bound off, and turning round in the air, fell into the deep torrent on his back, and upon his baggage, and instantly disap- peared. I thought, of course, that he was killed; but up he rose, looking wild and seared, and immediately endea- voured to stem the torrent which was foaming about him. It was a noble effort; and for a moment he seemed to suc- ceed, but the eddy suddenly caught the great load which was upon his back, and turned him completely over; down went his head with all the baggage, and as he was carried down the stream, all I saw were his hind quarters, and his long, thin, wet tail, lashing the water. As suddenly, however, up his head came again; but he was now weak, and went down the stream, turned round and round by the eddy, until, passing the corner of the rock, I lost sight of him. I saw, however, the peons, with their lassos in their hands, run down the side of the torrent for some little distance; but they soon stopped, and after looking towards the poor mule for some seconds, their earnest attitude gradually relaxed, and when they walked towards me, I concluded that all was over. I walked up to the peons, and was just going to speak to them, whenI saw at a distance a solitary mule walking towards us! We instantly perceived that he was the Phaeton whose fall we had just witnessed, and in a few moments he came up to us to join his comrades. He was of course dripping wet; his eye looked dull, and his whole countenance was dejected: however, none of his bones were broken, he was very little cut, and the bulletin of his health was altogether incredible. With that surprising anxiety which the mules all have to join the troop, or rather the leading mule which carries the bell, he continued his course, and actually walked over the pass without compulsion, although certainly with great caution. We then continued our course for two hours, until we came to the ‘ Rio de las Vaccas,”’ which is the most dan- gerous torrent of any of those which are to be crossed. We got through it with safety, but it was very deep, and so excessively rapid, that large stones were rolled down it with the force of the water. The mules are accustomed to these torrents, but they are, notwithstanding, much fright- ened at them, and it is only long spurs that can force them into them. While we were crossing, the peons stood down the stream, with their lassos hurling round their heads, in order to catch anything which might have been carried away; but as the boxes which I had seen washed from the mules were dashed to pieces before they had got twenty yards, the peon’s lasso came a little too late; and besides this, as the mule is their own property, I used sometimes to think that, in the hurry and indecision of the moment, they wells probably catch him instead of the rider. When a large party cross this river, and when it is deep, it is really amusing, after one has got across it, to observe the sudden change of countenance of one’s friends as they ride through it; sometimes perched up on the top of a fragment of rock barely covered, and expecting the next step to be their last; and sometimes scrambling out of AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 13 a hole, with uplifted eye-brows, open mouth, and an ear- nest expression of uneasiness and apprehension—and these are really situations into which the traveller in the Andes is often thrown, though they disconcert the gravity and solemnity of his ‘‘ Personal Narrative.’””—Head’s Jour- neys across the Pampas. GREAT HORNED-OWL. STRIX VIRGINIANA. [Plate II. Vol. 2.] ret. Zool. p. 228, No. 114.—Epw. 60.—Larn. 1, 119. Turr. Syst. p. 166.—Hibou des Terres Magellaniques, Burr.—Pl. Enl. 385.—Bubo Virginianus, Briss. 1, p- 484.—Strix Virginiana, Ind. Orn. p. 52.—Guxt. Syst. 1, p. 287.—Virginian Eared Owl, Latu. Gen. Syn. Supl. vi, p. 40.—J. Doveuty’s Collection. “‘This noted and formidable Owl,” says Wutson, ‘‘is found in almost every quarter of the United States. His favourite residence, however, is in the dark solitudes of deep swamps, covered with a growth of gigantic timber; and here, as soon as evening draws on, and mankind re- tire to rest, he sends forth such sounds, as seem scarcely to belong to this world, startling the solitary pilgrim as he slumbers by his forest fire, ‘ Making night hideous.’ Along the mountainous shores of the Ohio, and amidst the deep forests of Indiana, alone, and reposing in the woods, this ghostly watchman frequently warned me of the approach of morning, and amused me with his singular exclamations; sometimes sweeping down and around my fire, uttering a loud and sudden Waugh O! Waugh O! sufficient to have alarmed a whole garrison. He has other nocturnal solos, no less melodious, one of which very strikingly resembles the half-suppressed screams of a person suffocating, or throttled, and cannot fail of being exceedingly entertaining to a lonely benighted traveller, in the midst of an Indian wilderness. “This species inhabits the country round Hudson’s Bay; and, according to Pennant, who considers it a mere variety of the Eagle Owl, (Strix bubo) of Europe, is found in Kamtschatka; extends even to the arctic regions, where it is often found white; and occurs as low as Astra- kan. It has also been seen white in the United States; but this has doubtless been owing to disease or natural defect, and not to climate. It preys on young rabbits, squirrels, rats, mice, partridges, and small birds of various D kinds. It has been often known to prowl about the farm- house, and carry off chickens from the roost. A very large one, wing-broken while on a foraging excursion of this kind, was kept about a house for several days, and at length disappeared, no one knew how. Almost every day after this, hens and chickensalso disappeared, one by one, in an unaccountable manner, till in eight or ten days very few were left remaining. The fox, the minx and weasel, were alternately the reputed authors of this mis- chief, until one morning, an old lady, rising before day to bake, in passing towards the oven, surprised her late prisoner the Owl, regaling himself on the body of a newly killed hen. The thief instantly made for his hole under the house, whence the enraged matron soon dis- lodged him with the brush-handle, and without merey despatched him. In this snug retreat were found the greater part of the feathers, and many large fragments, of her whole family of chickens. “There is something in the character of the Owl so recluse, solitary and mysterious, something so discordant in the tones of its voice, heard only amid the silence and gloom of night, and in the most lonely and sequestered situations, as to have strongly impressed the minds of mankind in general with sensations of awe, and abhor- rence of the whole tribe. The poets have indulged freely in this general prejudice; and in their descriptions and delineations of midnight storms, and gloomy scenes of nature, the Owl is generally introduced to heighten the horror of the picture. Ignorance and superstition, in all ages, and in all countries, listen to the voice of the Owl, and even contemplate its physiognomy with feelings of dis- gust, and a kind of fearful awe. The priests, or conjurers, among some of our Indian nations, have taken advantage of the reverential horror for this bird, and have adopted the Great Horned-Owl, the subject of the present account, as the symbol or emblem of their office. ‘Among the Creeks,’ says Mr. Bartram, ‘the junior priests, or students, constantly wear a white mantle, and have a Great Owl skin cased and stuffed very ingeniously, so well executed as almost to appear like the living bird, having large sparkling glass beads, or buttons, fixed in the head for eyes. This insignia of wisdom and divination they wear sometimes as a crest on the top of the head; at other times the image sits on the arm, or is borne on the hand. These bachelors are also distinguished from the other people by their taciturnity, grave and solemn countenance, dignified step, and singing to themselves songs or hymns in a low, sweet voice, as they stroll about the town.’ “Nothing is a more effectual cure for superstition than a knowledge of the general laws and productions of nature; nor more forcibly leads our reflections to the first, great 14 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, self-existent cause of all, to whom our reverential awe is then humbly devoted, and not to any of his dependent creatures. With all the gloomy habits, and ungracious tones, of the Owl, there is nothing in this bird supernatu- ral or mysterious, or more than that of a simple bird of prey, formed for feeding by night, like many other ani- mals, and of reposing by day. The harshness of its voice, occasioned by the width and capacity of its throat, may be intended by heaven as an alarm and warning to the birds and animals on which it preys, to secure themselves from danger. The voices of all carnivorous birds and animals are also observed to be harsh and hideous, probably for this very purpose. ‘The Great Horned-Owl is not migratory, but remains with us the whole year. During the day he slumbers in the thick evergreens of deep swamps, or seeks shelter in large hollow trees. He is very rarely seen abroad by day, and never but when disturbed.* In the month of May they usually begin to build. The nest is generally placed in the fork of a tall tree, and is constructed of sticks, piled in considerable quantities, lined with dry leaves, and a few feathers. Sometimes they choose a hollow tree, and in that case carry in but few materials. The female lays four eggs, nearly as large as those of a hen, almost globular, and of a pure white. In one of these nests, after the young had flown, were found the heads and bones of two chickens, the legs and head of the Golden-winged Woodpecker, and part of the wings and feathers of several other birds. It is generally con- jectured that they hatch but once in the season. “The length of the male of this species is twenty inches; the bill is large, black and strong, covered at the base with a cere; the eyes golden yellow; the horns are three inches in length, and very broad, consisting of twelve or fourteen feathers, their webs black, broadly edged with bright tawny; face rusty, bounded on each side by a band of black; space between the eyes and bill whitish; whole lower parts elegantly marked with numer- ous transverse bars of dusky, on a bright tawny ground, thinly interspersed with white; vent pale yellow ochre, barred with narrow lines of brown; legs and feet large and eovered with feathers, or hairy down, of a pale brown colour; claws very large, blue black; tail rounded, extend- ing about an inch beyond the tips of the wings, crossed with six or seven narrow bars of brown, and variegated or marbled with brown and tawny; whole upper parts finely pencilled with dusky, on a tawny and whitish * One day last summer, about noon, I discovered one of these Owls feeding on a rabbit, which it had just caught, in a very retired wood in the lower part of New-Jersey; from which circumstance I sup- posed they frequently seize their prey in the day time.—Ep. ground; chin pure white, under that a band of brown, succeeded by another narrow one of white; eyes very large. ‘‘The female is full two feet in length, and has not the white on the throat so pure. She has also less of the bright ferruginous or tawny tint below; but is principally dis- tinguished by her superior magnitude.” ‘¢Tt is during the placid serenity of a beautiful summer night,’ says Mr. Aupuson, ‘‘when the current of the waters moves silently along, reflecting from its smooth surface the silver radiance of the moon, and when all else of animated nature seems sunk in repose, that the Great Horned-Owl, one of the Nimrods of the feathered tribes of our forests, may be seen sailing along silently, yet rapidly, intent on the destruction of the objects destined to form his food. The lone steersman of the descending boat observes the nocturnal hunter, gliding on extended pinions across the river, sailing over one hill and then another, or sud- denly sweeping downwards, and again rising in the air like a moving shadow, now distinctly seen, and again mingling with the sombre shades of the surrounding woods, fading into obscurity. The bark has now floated to some distance, and is opposite the newly cleared patch of ground the result of a squatter’s first attempt at cultivation, in a place lately shaded by the trees of the forest. The moon shines brightly on his hut, his slight fence, the newly planted orchard, and a tree, which, spared by the axe, serves as a roosting-place for the scanty stock of poultry which the new comer has procured from some liberal neighbour. Amongst them rests a Turkey-hen, covering her offspring with extended wings. The Great Owl, with eyes keen as those of any falcon, is now seen hovering above the place. He has already espied the quarry, and is sailing in wide circles, meditating his plan of attack. The Turkey-hen, which at another time might be sound asleep, is now, however, so intent on the care of her young brood, that she rises on her legs, and purs so loudly, as she opens her wings and spreads her tail, that she rouses her neighbours, the hens, together with their protector. The cacklings which they at first emit, soon become a general clamour. The squatter hears the uproar, and is on his feet in an instant, rifle in hand; the priming examined, he gently pushes open his half closed door, and peeps out cautiously, to ascertain the cause by which his repose has been disturbed. He observes the murderous Owl just alighting on the dead branch of a tall tree, when, raising his never-failing rifle, he takes aim, touches the trigger, and the next instant sees the foe falling dead to the ground. The bird is unworthy of farther attention, and is left a prey to some prowling opossum, or other car- niyorous quadruped. ”’ AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 15 THE VARIETY OF GAME IN NEW-JERSEY. THERE is perhaps no spot in the United States, of the same,area as the State of New-Jersey, which so abounds in the variety of game common to this country; certainly there is not, in any civilized or cultivated neighbourhood in any part of our widely extended continent, a place where the sportsman and naturalist may resort, the one for recreation, and the other for science, and so fully enjoy the objects of their pursuit as in the small, but interesting state of New-Jersey. In the successive seasons for shooting, a great plentitude of game may be found in all parts of this state, and no sooner does the genial influence of the opening spring spread its beneficial effects, than this region is among the first to be hailed by the carois of the many warblers, which commence their northern migration; and for Orni- thological research, it always has been esteemed one of the best districts on the continent. Of the variety which enters the catalogue of game in this country, the follow- ing may be found in the state of New-Jersey. Snipe. In March, and until their final migration to the north in May, all the low lands abound with these birds, but especially the meadows along the water courses. They are occasionally found through the summer, but return again in numbers from the north in September and October, and remain a short period previous to their flight for winter quarters in the south. Woodcock. It is well known to most of the sportsmen in the cities of New-York and Philadelphia, that Wood- eock abound throughout every part of this state. The soil appears peculiarly adapted to the habits of these birds; being soft, and free from stones and other hard substances, is every way suited for their long and flexible bills to penetrate in search of food free from obstruction. It is the favourite place of resort for sportsmen when in search of Woodcock, in preference to any other ground, as their success is generally twofold more here than in other places. On the low lands west of New-York, and those meadows in the interior of the state, known generally by the name of ‘‘ Atsion Meadows,”’ as well as those extensive low lands which bound the Delaware, commencing a few miles below Philadelphia, and running south for twenty or thirty miles, are places in which multitudes of these birds are destroyed, during the regular seasons for sporting. I have heard of a party of two or three gentlemen, on some spot in the former place, having killed, in one day, up- wards of eighty Woodcock; and but recently, I was in- formed by a gentleman, who formed one of a party ona fourth of July excursion, that on a very small spot of a few acres, in Salem county, as many as one hundred and fifty had been killed during that day, and numbers moreon the same spot the day succeeding. Certain it is, that an ex- cursion to any good spot of ground in this state, is seldom unsuccessful. The Quail, or Partridge. This state appears to be the settled home for this most interesting of all birds. Of the great variety of birds which every where abounds through- out New-Jersey, none appears so much attached to its soil, as this innocent bird. Other birds, as the seasons change, depart for distant climes; but the Partridge is ever to be found in this region; and when not persecuted by sports- men, it becomes so accustomed to the sight of men, as to make it half domesticated. Whatever scarcity prevails generally in other districts, this well-known bird may always be found here. Perched on a stump, or on the fence, beneath the shade of an apple tree, at the close of a sultry summer’s day, the male bird sends forth those-clear, expressive, and familiar words, ‘Bob White,’’ which awaken so many pleasing recollections of the past, and enlivening anticipations of the future, that it is ever a wel- come visitor. These notes, too, proclaim that ‘Seed time and harvest have come’’—for they occur only during those months. The many uncultivated parts; the exten- sive tracts of bush land, and the numerous swamps, all afford so much protection to the Partridge from the many enemies which beset them on every side. Indeed it ap- pears constituted by nature as a place of repose where their kind may most freely propagate. The Ruffed Grouse, or Pheasant. Among the pines and laurel hills, may be found sometimes in numbers, the Pheasant. How often in his solitary rambles through the wood, when the mind is intensely fixed on other objects, is the passenger startled with a loud, whirring noise, like distant thunder, which makes his flesh fairly eraw]!—it is this shy and most difficult of all birds to shoot, flee- ing the face of man as its great adversary. I have, in September and October, seen these birds in flocks of from six to sixteen. I well recollect, in the fall of 1824, start- ing, one after another, fourteen Pheasants from a large grape vine, which grew immediately opposite Philadelphia, on the edge of a thicket, well known to the sportsmen of the neighbourhood by the name of ‘‘ Kaign’s Swamp;”’ but I have seen them in greater abundance on the lofty hills of Kast Jersey, in my rambles after game. They are dif_i- cult birds to kill, not only from the exceeding velocity of their flight, but by their seeking the most dense and diffi- cult thickets, and their well-known stratagem of running some distance first, and then flying off in an opposite di- rection from the sportsman. Pinnated Grouse. The barrens of Gloucester, and other counties of this state, have been the most celebrated 16 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, grounds, east of the Alleghany, for this chief of our fea- thered game. In former years they were in great abun- dance on these barren grounds, which were then visited by old and scientific sportsmen, who regarded the laws of shooting, as well for example as from principle,—and mul- titudes fell beneath the unerring aim of many gentlemen, who themselves are now numbered with the dead. But lately, through great persecution, by those who have no claims to the principles which constitute sportsmen, and who visit these grounds months before the season for shoot- ing commences by law, and while the birds are in an un- fledged state, the Grouse are driven from this favourite abode, to seek shelter in other and more retired spots among the mountains. Year after year has this unhallowed persecution of the Grouse been carried on, until the species has been almost exterminated from the state. Of what satisfaction can it be toa man who claims the character of asportsman, to de- stroy in numbers birds so young as to be useless for the table, and possessing so little energy and power to fly, that an ordinary missile would answer the purpose to kill them as well as the gun; and that, too, so early in the season, that the heat creates putrefaction, and renders them unfit to bring home, and our soz disant sportsmen have no other evidence of their success, than the boasting which usually is so strong a feature in the characters of such persons? Is it not more praiseworthy to bring down, in sportsman- like manner, one full grown bird, powerful on the wing, in October, than a score of young, squeaking birds, unable even to top the scrub oaks, for want of feathers and strength to support them? Rabbits. Of the abundance of these animals, every one seems aware; and although they do not rank in our cata- logue as game, yet numbers find their way to the different ‘markets, and by many are eagerly sought as a luxury. But to a certain description of gunners they afford much amusement; and in the absence of other species of game, the sportsman may divert his leisure hours, and find recrea- tion frequently in hunting Rabbits. It often occurs, that a party of but few persons, will, without much fatigue, kill from thirty to fifty of these animalsin a single day. Foxes. Of the variety of hunting in New-Jersey, less appears to be done after Foxes than other animals, although in great abundance in every part of the state. In East Jersey, they are yet hunted in the laudable, old-fashioned style, on horseback; but in the western part of the state, this appears, of late years, to be relinquished altogether; more, perhaps, from the difficult land to ride over, being generally covered with thickets and brushwood. And it is only towards the holydays, that here and there a few neighbours congregate for a Fox hunt, with horses, dogs, guns, &c. and altogether in a most unsportsmanlike way of hunting. The gunners, however, at Cape May, appear to have a mode adapted peculiarly to their neighbourhood, of hunting ‘‘Sly Reynard,’ which is chiefly on small islands, situated on the sea-side, and separated considera- bly from the main land. On some of these islands, the Foxes are in great abundance, for hither they resort for the variety of food which may at all times be found along the margin of the sea, such as crabs, muscles, clams, gull’s eggs, young birds, &c., and, as the covering consists of high grass, weeds, and a species of bush common to these islands, and being altogether uninhabited, the Foxes pro- pagate in numbers here, and at particular seasons afford fine sport to the inhabitants along the sea shore. The thickest cover grows on a ridge in the centre of these islands, from which, to the water’s edge, and where the tide ebbs and flows, forms a clear space. Consequently, when a party is made up, to hunt the Foxes, one or two drives the centre, with dogs, while others of the party are stationed with guns, at distances from each other to the end of the island, and shoot successively as the Foxes pass them. And here the manners and cunning of the animal are often fully displayed; for frequently, when pursued by the hounds, which go by scent altogether, the Foxes, to avoid them, will run into the surf, and by keeping near the edge of the water, as the breakers roll over the sand, all the scent is effaced by the water, and the hounds are disconcerted. But few, however, with all their artfulness, escape, as the stationed gunners are ready at every point to receive them, and in this way many are killed. Deer. Nothing is more common in the western part of New-Jersey, than deer hunting in the months of Octo- ber, November and December, and it is scarcely credible, that in a country so thickly populated as is this state, and so adjacent to the city of Philadelphia, that such herds of these animals may be found; multitudes are killed every fall in the counties of Monmouth, Burlington, Cumberland and Cape May. I have been on hunting excursions, wherein ten or twelve Deer have been started in a single drive. , The manner of hunting these animals is by still shoot- ing, or at stands. All the persons who compose the party, (except one or two, who act as drivers,) depart for dis- tant places, designated as the stands for each hunter, and here they remain until what is termed, ‘‘the drive is out.’’? These stands, generally, are on knolls of land in the wood, or in roads, and Deer-paths, which continually intersect the region where these hunts take place, and are generally selected by experienced hunters, as places where the Deer have repeatedly crossed during the night season. After sufficient time is allowed for the individuals of the AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 17 party to reach their respective stands, the drivers, with their jhounds, commence a few miles distant, and drive directly towards some of the stands, and in this way it occurs, that as many as five or six Deer are put in motion, whieh being pursued by the hounds, take different direc- tions, and in running off very frequently pass the hunters at their stands, and often fall victims to these artifices of their enemies. The gun employed generally is the double gun, charged with from twelve to twenty buckshot. Bears. It not unfrequently happens, that Bears are killed in the lower part of this state; indeed, every season furnishes some sport of this kind to the inhabitants of the lower counties. Latterly, they have increased in such numbers in particular neighbourhoods, as to become pests to the farmers, and as beach and chesnuts are rare in that part of New-Jersey, other articles of food must necessarily supply the deficiency of this mast for the Bears; conse- quently, they make frequent inroads on the corn-fields, hogstyes, and sheep-folds, and during the present fall, numbers are suspected to be residents of Cape May county, where many hogs and sheep have already been killed by them. And but a few days since, I was informed by a gentleman, who was returning from Cape May to Phila- delphia, that while crossing a large swamp afew miles from Tuckahoe, he saw two full grown Bears in the public high- way. This part of New-Jersey affords fine shelter for Bears: the interminable pines, extensive cedar swamps, and other immense thickets, are well adapted to shelter them from suecessful pursuit, and protect them in their torpid state, during the inclemencies of winter. Now and then, how- ever, some of these animals, possessing more temerity than their fellows, wander too far from their seclusion, and approach so near the settlements, that they are shot. A few years since a coloured man, who resided in Cape May county, shouldered his musket, and, accompanied by his hounds, entered a large pine swamp in search of deer. He had not proceeded far, before his dogs gave tongue, as he supposed, on the track of a deer, and after following the sounds for some distance he came up to his dogs, which appeared to have something at bay. Approaching more near, he discovered, sitting very unconcernedly, midway up a fallen pine tree, (which had lodged against another tree,) a large Black Bear. After eyeing Bruin for some time, and hesitating whether to shoot it or not, or per- haps afraid to make an attack single-handed, our adyen- turer concluded it the safer part to return home for more assistance, which he accordingly did; but on coming back with reinforcement, he met the dogs, and found that the Bear had made off, and thereby lost a chance of success- fully signalizing himself, as his musket was heavily loaded E with buck-shot. Not so with old Mr. Finch and his son John. These celebrated hunters, so well known to the inhabitants of West Jersey, had been scouring some large swamps for deer, when the son entered a dense thicket, with the hope of arousing and shootinga deer; but the first animal he encountered was a Bear, which he immediately shot, and, to his surprise, up sprung a second; this he at- tacked with his musket; but before he could despatch it, a third came to its assistance, which proved to be the mother of both of the former. Here our hunter was in a “¢straight betwixt two’’—but, nothing daunted, he bela- boured both so manfully with his musket, and calling at the same time to his father, that he succeeded in repelling their attacks, until the old man came up, who shot the mother, and they jointly despatched the third. Water Fowl. For the multitudes of Water Fowl, it is only necessary at this season of the year, and until spring, to visit the sea-side of New-Jersey, from Cape May to the highlands of Neversink. Here the shores teem with mil- lions, forming almost every variety of Water Birds, of which our continent can boast, such as Snipes, Ployers, Ducks, Brant, Geese, Swans, and sometimes Pelicans, and nearly allthe Heron kind. Hither resort numbers of gun- ners, during the season of shooting, who press to the noted points, across which, thousands of these Water Fowl pass, in their migratory movements, and the success attending such excursions, is almost incredible. The inland fresh water ponds, too, of Cape May, are visited by numbers, chiefly of the Black Duck, at which places, gunners lay in ambush, and on the approach of the Sea Fowl to feed in the ponds, open a most destructive fire among the flocks, whereby hundreds are killed. The most noted points for shooting Ducks appear to be Squan, Manahawkin, Somers’ Point, and the neighbourhood of Cape May Court-House, as well as points adjacent to these. Thus, when we survey a district so replete with animals, which invite from neighbouring cities and states multitudes of sportsmen, we cannot help admiring the wisdom of the Legislature of New-Jersey, in enacting such laws, as will not only protect their own rights from aggression, but the innocent objects of their charge from undue destruction. Game has always been the special care of many govern- ments of the earth; and it is unnecessary to recur to the severity of the laws of Great Britain on this head, to prove the estimation in which game is there held; suffice it to say, that the punishment for their violation, is among the most severe of the penal code of England. I be- lieve, however, that New-Jersey is the only state in the Union, wherein the law affects the whole state. Other states have enacted laws, only to suit particular counties within their borders, upon the request of the 18 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, inhabitants, petitioning for the protection of the game of their neighbourhood. These laws are only noxious to un- principled gunners, for, the man who hunts for recreation, and is satisfied with a moderate quantity of game, is ever pleased with wholesome laws; and such can mostly find a welcome among the farmers of the hospitable state of New-Jersey at all times, when the objects of his sport are not wantonly destroyed, and his privileges abused by un- gentlemanly conduct. I. New-Jersey, January 4, 1832. From the New-England Galaxy. SOME PASSAGES FROM THE DIARY OF A SPORTSMAN. Ir has been wisely said by men of olden time, that a poet must be a poet by birth, and that no education can communicate to him that inspiration which nature herself has neglected to infuse into his mind. It is not our pro- vince at this time to support or deny the truth of this posi- tion, but simply to advance another, viz. that a sportsman also is such only by birth. The propensity to indulge in field-sports, must develope itself in his very childhood; it must be to him as a sort of second nature; it must bea free, spontaneous impulse, which cannot be resisted or con- trolled; which shall lead the mind imperceptibly to fasten itself upon the enjoyments to be received in the fields, or on the flood; and render the body impatient and comfort- less when restrained from its favourite pursuit. Weare firmly satisfied of the correctness of this belief, from observing how very decided is the aversion to field- sports in one part of the community, while the other is equally sincere in its love for them. And this dislike, or this partiality, does not appear to vary, in any one indivi- dual, in their degrees of strength; but in nearly every in- stance, continue the same at all times,—undergoing no material alteration. If they do suffer change, the par- tiality is only confirmed, and the dislike augmented. Our own fondness for Sporting, first manifested itself in an ardent love for Angling. And here we would re- mark, that we shall employ the term Sporting, as equally applicable to the use of the rod as the gun. Our first acquaintance with the rod, (we mean the angling rod,) commenced during our school-boy days, and bears even date with our earliest and happiest recollections. It was then our chief, and only unalloyed amusement, and served to sweeten many a tedious task, and many a heavy hour of scholastic slavery. If at any time we were degraded to the foot of the class, and our head disgraced with that vile badge, the ‘‘fool’s cap,” we would console ourself with the delightful reminiscences of the rod and line, and com- fort ourself accordingly. If at any time the master’s rod visited upon our poor back the iniquities and deficiencies of the head which surmounted it, that same head would be busily at work, with delicious thoughts of a much longer and less painful rod, and compensate thereby the poor body for the anguish it had caused it. If a neglected lesson occasioned a temporary imprisonment in a dark room, our fancy would beguile the dreary hours, and chase away the gloom, with the anticipated Saturday af- ternoon, and the overflowing basket of shining fish. But our reminiscences of those holidays, are overcast by one gloomy cloud, which will for ever remain above the horizon of our existence, and will cast its shadow upon many bright hours to come, as it has done on many a blessed hour that has past and gone. The thought of the painful accident which we are about to record, will often obtrude itself upon our mind when its reception is least welcome and least anticipated. In the very midst of our pleasure and hilarity, it will mingle itself with our thoughts, like the abrupt visitation of death into a happy and rejoicing family circle. Charley our earliest friend and school-mate, was a noble, high-spirited little fellow, with a thousand good qualities, and no evil ones, that ever we could discover. He seemed to acquire the most difficult task as if by intui- tion, and while we were slowly bungling over its first pa- ragraph, he would nimbly run it through to the end, and then lend a helping hand to extricate his friend from the quagmire of learning. He was in short a kind of admira- ble Critchon, and sustained the lead in every thing. He was not only the best scholar, but also the staunchest champion, the fleetest runner, and, (what I considered to be the most praiseworthy, ) the most adroit angler in school. Some how or other he seemed to exercise a charmed influ- ence over the fish, for they would at times, leap at his hook with avidity, while they would turn up their honoura- ble noses at our own, as if they scorned to perish by any other hand than his. One bright Saturday afternoon in Summer, we were together as usual, at our old fishing-station, under the an- cient rope-walks (now removed) at the foot of the Com- mon, regardless of every thing in the universe, excepting the glorious nibbles which were constantly twitching the buoys of our lines under water. The prey was uncom- monly plenty, and we protracted our diversion hour after hour, till at length the evening shadows that began to creep densely over the waves, admonished us to be gone. We were in the very act of departing, when to my unut- terable agony, I heard one heart-rending scream, a plunge AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 19 into the water,—and poor Charley was lost for ever. The tide was then coming in, and every instant increasing; there was no help at hand, and we were both unable to swim. The agony of horror condensed into that one little moment, cannot be conceived or expressed in volumes. It seemed, that if the sum of a whole life of misery, were united in one wretched instant, it could not have inflicted more intense torture than I then felt. I looked on the dark- ening and turbulent waters, as they hurried along, and saw the supplicating agony of his upeast look, and the convul- sive motion of his limbs, as he struggled with the elements, and without pausing to consider the consequences of the act, plunged in, in the vain attempt to seize the arm that was slowly sinking away from my sight; but it eluded my eager hand, and his cry for help was choked by the angry waters, for ever. I had fortunately retained my grasp on the low timbers on which we had been standing at the time of the accident, and to this circumstance I owed my own preservation. I immediately raised an alarm, and search was speedily made with the aid of lanterns, but the body of poor Charley continued to slumber that night in the bosom of the billows. On the morrow it was discovered, and followed to its narrow habitation by his sorrowing school- mates, but none followed the little coffin with such a burst- ing and heavy heart, as did the one who has endeavoured to record the event. The natives of old Massachusetts seem to possess a natu- ral fondness for field sports; and as the old musket which hangs over the ingle in the farmer’s kitchen, is transmitted from sire to son, and in this manner successively passes into the hands of many generations, so also the ardent in- clination to use it, is transmitted with it. As the venera- ble old man sits in the centre of his children, at the win- ter fire-side, and suffering his memory to return to the days of his youth, recounts to them the glories and the hardships of his Revolutionary adventures, his finger natu- rally points to the time-worn weapon which occupies the peg over the mantel, and which was his companion in many a bloody field. Then does his eye kindle again with the martial spark, which the lapse of half a century has been unable to extinguish, as he remembers the day when he left his plough in the furrow of his father’s field, and shouldered his musket, and hurried away to have a shot at the red-coats at Lexington. Then does his aged bosom throb with excitement, as he calls to mind that bright morning when with hands trembling with ardour, he buckled his little knapsack to his shoulder, and hastened away with his father and brethren to fight under the eye of old Putnam, at Bunker Hill. He relates, with almost childish exultation, how that, hour after hour he continued to blaze away at the regulars, till at length not a cartridge remained in his box, and the point of his bayonet, and the butt of his musket, were his only means of defence. With that same well-tried weapon, and animated by the same patriotic spirit, he followed his darling Washington through the glorious wars of the Revolution, and shared in the perils of Yorktown, Trenton, Monmouth, Benning- ton, Ticonderoga, White-Plains, and Stony Point. If you enter any remote farm-house, embosomed amidst deep woods and lonely hills, you will find ancient mus- kets, and fowling-pieces, deposited in every corner, and the huge powder-horn, and rudely-fashioned shot-belts, depending from the wall. You will see, also, as trophies of rustic skill, huge antlers of the deer, displayed with an ostentatious pride by the honest farmer, and the skin of the fox, or the body of the crow and hawk, nailed, zn terrorem, against the broad barn-door. ‘The former of these is transmitted as afamily heir-loom, and is valued accordingly, and is pointed out by the sire to the son, with much pardonable pride, as the relic of a noble species of game, often pursued and conquered in the days of his youth; but now, like the Indian race, nearly exterminated, and unknown in the land. In the secluded villages of New-England, every farmer’s son, (over two, and under seven feet in altitude,) is the owner of a rod and gun, with the former of which he scam- pers away to the neighbouring river, and with the latter to the surrounding woods, whenever he can elude the old man’s eye, or at such times as he can lawfully call his own, after the labours of seed-time or harvest have been completed. Their intimate familiarity with every retired path in the forests, and every tangled glade on the hill-side, usually rendersthem successful, if not adroitsportsmen. Not- withstanding the wretched state of their equipments, they will often contrive to dag game superior in quality to that which falls to the share of a crack sportsman, over the same grounds. It is nota little curious to observe the very differ- ent results of their respective exertions, after a comparison of the means and appointments of the two parties, differing as they do, toto celo. The one, for instance, is followed by a pointer, a setter, or spaniel of approvedbreed; and the other by a nondescript little cur, whose parentage would defy the most practised ge- nealogist in canine pedigree to trace; the one carried a thirty- two inch double-barrel, bearing the stamp of a foreign Man- ton, or adomestic Bishop, while the other groans under an unwieldy piece of artillery, as long as a steeple, and which cannot be sustained without the aid of a 7es¢; the one is pro- vided with the choicest Lady-Johnson, or Dupont, and with shot of the right number,—while the other employs a vile compound which is slow to ignite, and even after that much-desired event takes place, burns with the tardy 20 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, alacrity of a ‘* wet fuze.”” He uses at the same time, by way of shot, certain pellets of lead, consisting of goose and mustard shot, mixed indiscriminately, with a small sprinkling of slugs, pebbles, and broken nails. Yet, with all these disadvantages, the rustic fowler accomplishes mi- racles, and after disposing of a portion of his spoils to his less fortunate rival, returns home at evening covered with feathers and glory. If, indeed, his war-worn weapon holds, in many cases, its proprietor in suspense, by its habit of hanging fire, it does explode at last, and rarely misses its aim. The wea- pon, like poor human nature itself, has its faults as well as its virtues, which serve to counterbalance each other. Among the most prominent of the former is a vicious propensity to recoil, to upset the youthful musketeer, and in suffering the charge to escape in about equal propor- tions at the breech and at the muzzle; one half of which in fact singes the eyebrows of the shooter, and the remainder the feathers of the shootee. So also the little beast which accompanies him, has its good as well as its evil qualities, and although it seampers through the bushes without the direction of either training, reason, or instinct, it often contrives to stumble upon the covey or the quarry, which the nose of the more systematic pointer had not detected. One reason, perhaps, which may be assigned for the dif- ferent success of these two classes of sportsmen, is that the less scrupulous one is anxious to destroy as much life as possible, and believing that all is fair in sporting as in war and polities, he fires into a full covey before they have taken wing, and, in his desire to husband his scanty stock of ammunition, generally contrives to creep so near, that he kills a large portion of them at a single shot. He does not seruple in taking advantage of any and all means, fair or foul, that may aid him in the attainment of his ends. He has no respect, moreover, to the factitious rules of sports- men, for the preservation of game, and believing that one bird in the bag is worth a score in the bush, he slays with- out distinction both young,and old. But the more scienti- fic sportsman observes certain legal rules, and obeys those nice restrictions established by his craft, and shoots only at proper times, and even then scorns to fire except at a bird upon the wing, and carefully avoids striking any that are not zm season. Many species of game which would scarcely escape from our rustic friend, would be dis- regarded by him as unworthy of his aim. And here, we have a few remarks to make in relation to Sporting Dogs, which may be properly introduced in this connexion. ‘The breed of valuable animals of this de- scription with us, has been much improved during the last three or four years, owing to the importation of them from England and Spain. Valuable animals are annually increas- ing, while those of a spurious kind are in equal proportion disappearing. The hue and cry raised against poor Tray last summer, about the period of the dog-day panic, ope- rated severely against the more ordinary species of ani- mals. Poor Tray and his brethren being unapprised of the proscriptive edict which had issued against them, and their natural guardians taking no precautions for their pre- servation, it naturally followed, that they were kidnapped by the eart-load, and despatched by the axe or the bow- string, without the merciful interposition of jury and ver- dict. They were adjudged guilty, (by every brutal boy in the street,) forasmuch as they were taken at large, with- out the specified collar, and within the prohibited period, and were executed without further ceremony. Dogs of a better description, on the contrary, were carefully pre- served from the snare laid for them, and by being deprived of their liberty, escaped with their lives. And now, when the ‘‘ dog-star’’ no longer rages, and the mercury falls below cipher, one would naturally suppose that this persecuted race might enjoy an interregnum of quiet. But poor Tray is unfortunately considered a de- sirable swdyject for medical investigation and surgical skill, and is (we are led to think) ambushed, scalped, electrified, anatomized, galvanized, and we know not what else, when- ever his evil fortune throwshim into the power of the enemy. We warn yeall, therefore, Dash, Rake, Duff, Tray, Towser, Lion, Argus, Pluto, and the rest, to keep ‘‘a bright eye,”’ and beware of all persons having a medical look, or you will be conveyed away by ruthless hands, and immolated upon the board of some medical Moloch. These inquir- ing physiologists are no respecters of persons, and will as willingly submit to the edge of their scalpel or to their galva- nic batteries, the muscles and nerves of the sagacious setter and pointer, “the wiry terrier gauntand grim, and greyhound with his length of limb,” as those of the veriest vagabond of the kennel. If, therefore, ye do not desire to become involuntary martyrs to the cause of medical science, be wary and vigilant, for it will require all your vigilance of eye and scent, to bafile the designs of your foe. If in the course of your daily rambles you encounter any person with a Bell or a Wistar, or any other volume rich in ana- tomical lore, in his hand, avoid him as you would the Cho- lera, or by his faseinations he will lead you on to your un- doing. Poor Tray! thou art indeed a noble and most affection- ate animal, and wherever thy regards have been once be- stowed, there they will remain, throughout all persecution and all change. His attachment is often more stable and true than woman’s love or brother’s friendship. Human faith often changes to treachery; human promises and pro- testations often prove to be but hollow words and deceitful AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 21 breath; and human affections, cemented by many a kind and liberal act, and strengthened by many a worthy deed in the intercourse of life, too often are estranged by a sin- gle thoughtless word spoken in anger, or by some sudden and calamitous reverse of fortune. But the attachment of our dumb friend and follower is often far more enduring and disinterested. He will sustain neglect, will submit to hardship and starvation, and yet continue faithful and affectionate to the last, following his lord through all his adversities, from the very pinnacle of his affluence to the depths of degradation and poverty. Here, we will venture to insert a few rough lines in- tended to commemorate the virtues of a departed favourite; and if they offend the refined taste of any of your rea- ders and contributors, we will only request them, just to sit down and write better, to suit themselves. Thy master, by the woodland tree Has made thy simple grave, poor Tray! It is the latest rite, which he, Can to thy humble relics pay. Thy bones have had a decent bier; Thy memory, an honest tear. The greenest spot in all the wood, I’ve chosen for thy place of rest, °Tis sheltered from the North-wind rude; ?Tis open to the sweet South-west; And summer suns will love to shine Upon that verdant mound of thine. Full many an hour have we, my dog, Beguiled in this obscure retreat, I, loitering on yon weed-grown log, Thou revelling in this clover-sweet, —No more we come, for thou hast pass’d That bourne which I must reach at last. And shall that bright regardful eye Ne’er watch thy master’s rest again, And shall that blithe, rejoicing cry, Ne’er startle these deep woods again; Ne’er rouse the feeding partridge more, Or wild-duck on the lonely shore! No, it is hushed in silence deep, —Corruption’s awful quietness! And the bright eye is shut in sleep, The slumber of forgetfulness! Thy frolics, and thy sports no more Will charm as they have charmed of yore. But summer birds will visit thee And sing their sweet songs at thy grave; The robin’s tuneful melody Will mingle with the passing wave Which whispers by thy turfy cell, —The winding brook thou loved’st so well. EF The wind-flower and the violet Thou spared’st for their rich perfume, Will in the spring-time not forget To hang their blossoms o’er thy tomb; And sometimes to thy lowly bed Thy master’s footstep will be led. There are numerous anecdotes which serve to illustrate the sagacity and fidelity of this noble animal in our pos- session, and which, if we continue to furnish further ex- tracts from our diary, we shall gladly insert, for we do not think that a proper measure of respect and regard has been at any time accorded to him. However he may be esteemed by the world at large, to the sportsman he is in- . valuable, and whatever may be said relative to his nature, qualities and habits, cannot be, on the whole, uninterest- ing. M. [ To be continued. | A DAY’S HUNT ON THE BLUE MOUNTAIN, OR, MY FIRST ESSAY AFTER DEER. Dear No doubt you are still plodding away at the dull pur- suits of a city life, in your dusty old corner,—yawning, and stretching your tired limbs, a very slave, cursing your hard fate,—whilst here am I, amongst the wild scenes of nature, another Leather-stocking, blessing the ‘‘ Great giver of life’’ that there is air to breathe in freedom from the constraints of civilization;—regions where the laws of the white-skins have scarcely reached, and where the wild creturs of the woods can sport unharmed ;—scenes so wild and rough and rugged, that we cannot but cry shame on the tame pencils, that pourtray nature as flat as a floor, and withal smooth, neat, and pretty. Why here I stand, on the point of a mountain-ridge, that the rain has centuries ago, washed clear of every thing like earth, leaving no- thing but loose rocks, tumbled one on another; and out from among them grow, crooked, gnarled trees, bare of leaves at this season,—their rough, broken bark covered with moss, which hangs like fringe from every limb,— the rocks also are spread over with the same pensive garb. It is, indeed, a moss-covered spot; every thing is tinted with its colouring, grey, hoary, and ancient. This univer- sal sombre tone has this moment changed to one of golden hue; for the sun has burst through the thick clouds, and brightly pictures every thing at hand on the dark back ground of the opposite mountain, and the deep black hol- low where the Mahanoy flows, unseen, some hundred 22 feet, beneath. The innumerable crooked branches pre- sent quite a fantastic appearance; for the long moss, in many places, hangs in festoons from one limb to another, curi- ously gilt with the fiery tints of the setting sun. But what strikes my feelings more than all, is the solitariness of nature. In these wild regions all is mute as death—the numerous feathered tribes that abound in the regions of civilization are here almost unseen—not a sound is heard from any animated thing—the wind and the waterfall, alone, seem to have being. To one bred up in the busy scenes of a city, it seems, indeed, like death. I said that the creatures of the woods could have sport unharmed, but I believe there is no place where the wily hunter does not pursue them; for I yesterday chanced to fall in with one who had lived to hoary age amongst them, numbering the deaths of some hundred Deer, Bears, and other animals, that his unerring rifle had brought down. We soon became acquainted, and agreed to take an excur- sion next day—and at early dawn J was awoke with “Come, Hunter, its time to be a moving.’’ The appellation was to me quite flattering, for I had never been on a hunt in my life. We were off before day-light, and reached our ground just as the sun began to gild, with a pale yellow light, the abrupt side of the mountain opposite our path. We passed on to the bottom, and crossed the black, rolling Mahanoy, hurrying on, torrent-like, over its rocky bed. Gaining the opposite side, we had to make our passage through a swampy piece of ground, tangled with brush, and underwood, and fallen trees. We then separated, — the old hunter taking the right, his comrade the left, and myself the centre. Stepping silently and cautiously along, we pursued our course—‘ Still Hunting,”’ as they call it—the dogs being kept close in behind us, and not allowed to go out. We had passed on an hour or more in this way, through woods that had been annually burnt out by the hunters to keep down the undergrowth,—when, on a sud- den, a sound new to me, but instantly understood, of the quick bounding of a Deer, struck my ear. I stopped, and found from its increasing loudness, the animal was coming directly towards me! All on the alert, I expected to signalize myself, and win the appellation of Hunter, that the old man had given me; but my hopes were dashed— for the heavy sound of his hoofs, as at each bound he struck the earth, changed in an instant, for he had caught my scent, and altered his course. In another moment, the crack of my companion’s rifle, on the left, told me he had gone in that direction. On coming up to him, I found he had taken a chance shot, whilst running, and missed. Patience is the hunter’s motto,—so again we went, care- fully and silently on, not rustling a leaf if it could be avoided. We had now entered a thick hemlock groye,— THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY, a rough, hilly piece of ground, with two or three rivulets running through it, when, again, the smart crack of the rifle was heard—/ook out, was the cry—the animal was wounded, and coming in my direction; he however turned, and took the course of one of the rivulets, making for the creek, to elude the dogs. After an hour’s search, we could discover no trace of him; still the old hunter would not give up, persuaded that he was secreted in the tangled swamp. Perseveringly we hunted the whole spot, some- times up to the waist in water, at others clambering amongst fallen trees and bushes. A quick sign from the hunter stopped us; his practised ear caught a low, wailing sound—again it was repeated, and turning towards the spot from whence it came, I saw through the bushes, lying crouched in a hollow, formed by the upturned roots of a fallen tree, a sight that, for a moment, brought a painful feeling to the heart. There lay the wounded dam, her head turned over on her side, and beside her stood a young fawn. Game, however, was our object. I kept down the kindly feelings of nature, and cautiously raising my piece, I sent the deadly bullet through her head. The young thing bounded off, but in a moment came back, bleating after its lost parent, and followed the party home. The old hunter was touched with pity at its fate, and he continues to nurse it with a kindness and fondness that proves what the old man says—that from him it shall never part. Farewell, BEB aes Blue Mountains, Nov. 5th, 1831. én TO THE MEMORY OF ALEXANDER WILSON, THE ORNITHO- LOGIST. He asked to be laid where the birds might sing Their matins around his tomb, Where the earliest grass of the year might spring, And the earliest flowers bloom. For Nature had filled his noble breast, With a love that could not die; And he thought it were sweetest to sink to rest, Where, in life, he was wont to lie. ’Mid the beautiful creatures that tenant the wild, His brightest days were passed, And the voices he loved, when a frolic child, Were the voices he loved to the last. AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 23 It was meet they should give him a verdant tomb, Where the flowers, unplucked, might throng, And the bright-winged birds, unmolested might come, With their sweetest, softest song. They made his grave by the old church towers,* Away from the haunts of care; There, breathes the odour of Summer flowers, And the music of birds is there. C2 OW... De GAME LAWS OF NEW-YORK. OF THE PRESERVATION OF DEER AND CERTAIN GAME AND ANIMALS. 1. No person shall kill any wild buck, doe, or fawn, at any time during the months of January, February, March, April, May, June, or July. 2. Every person who shall expose to sale any green deer skin, or fresh venison, or who shall have the same in his custody, at any time during the months aforesaid, shall be deemed to have violated the first section of this title, unless he prove that the buck, doe, or fawn, of which such green skin or venison was a part, was killed by some other person. 3. Whenever any complaint shall be made to a justice of the peace, that a violation of the first section of this title has been committed, and that any green deer skin, or deer’s flesh, is concealed, he shall inquire into the matter, and if satisfied by competent testimony, that there is rea- sonable cause of suspicion to justify such complaint, he shall issue his warrant to any constable of the town, authorizing a search, in the day time, of any house, store, out-house, or other place, where & skin or flesh is suspected to be concealed, and search lbe made accordingly. 4. Whoever shall violate the first section of this title, or shall conceal any green deer skin, or fresh venison, shall forfeit $12 50. 5. No person shall at any time hunt, pursue, or destroy any wild buck, doe, or fawn, with any bloodhound or beagle; and whoever shall offend herein, shall forfeit $12 50. 6. No person shall set any trap, or any spear made of iron, or other metal, or any sharp stick, either in or out of a pit, for the purpose of catching Deer, nor shall any per- son watch in the night time for the purpose of shooting Deer, within thirty rods of any highway. Whoever offends against either of these provisions, shall forfeit twenty-five dollars. * Swedes’ Church, Philadelphia. 7. No person shall kill any Heath Hens, within the county of Queens, between the first day of January, and the first Wednesday in October; nor in the county of Suffolk, between the first day of January and the second Wednes- day in September; nor shall any person kill any Quail, or Partridges, in the counties of Queens, Kings, Suffolk, and New-York, between the fifth day of January and the twenty-fifth day of September; nor in the county of Al- bany, between the first day of March and first day of Octo- ber; nor shall any person kill any Woodcock, in any of the counties above named, between the first day of Fe- bruary and the first day of July; nor shall any person kill any Pheasants in the county of Albany, between the first day of March and the first day of October. 8. Whoever shall offend against the provisions of the last section, by killing any Heath Hen, shall forfeit twenty- five dollars; by killing any Partridge, one dollar; and by killing any Quail, Woodcock, or Pheasant, fifty cents. 9. Any person who shall expose to sale any Heath Hen, Woodcock, Quail, Partridge, or Pheasant, in either of the said counties respectively, or shall have any of the said game in his possession in either of the said counties, during the time when the killing of such game is forbidden by law, shall be deemed guilty of killing the same game, within the time prohibited. 10. No person shall kill any Muskrat at any other place than along the line of some canal or artificial dam, or embankment, between the first day of May and the first day of November, in any year; whoever offends against this provision, shall forfeit one dollar for every Muskrat killed. 11. The penalties prescribed in this title, shall be sued for, and recovered by and in the name of the overseers of the poor of the town where the offence was committed, in an action within three months after the commission of the offence, and shall be applied for the use of the poor. — Revised Statutes of New-York, Vol. I. page 701. From the American Turf Register. THE EAGLE AND THE WILD CAT. Prairie des Chiens, October 4, 1831. A reEw days since I received a letter from Dr. R. M. Coleman, of the army, who is stationed at Fort Armstrong, two hundred miles below this, from which the following is an extract, viz. <¢ A few days since I went out with my dog and gun, with the intention of hunting pheasants. WhenI had got 24 THE CABINET OF NATURAL HISTORY. near the ground I expected to find them, I heard at the distance of fifty or sixty yards, a squirrel chattering very loquaciously, as if in distress. I approached within some twenty or thirty paces, and saw the squirrel running about the top of a tree in apparent great fright. It occurred to me, that a snake was after it; I stood still for a moment, and traced the tree from the squirrel down to within some ten or twenty feet of the ground, and behold there was a Lynx, or what is here called a Wild Cat. My gun being loaded with small shot, I commenced to put in a few larger, but whilst in the act, the Cat leaped from the tree. Knowing that my dog would get much injured if he caught the animal, I would not suffer him to pursue it. In the direction which the Lynx run, I saw a very large Black Eagle, sitting on a tree, I mounted my horse and pursued my hunt about three quarters of an hour, when, by acci- dent, my rambles brought me to the tree I had seen the Eagle perched on; at that moment, my dog made a dead set very near a pile of brush; I halted and looked, there was an Eagle, with its wings extended on the brush; not wishing to shoot it, I approached, expecting it would fly, but on looking closer, I sayy under the Eagle a Lynx. I dismounted, and secured the Eagle, and took the Lynx up, scratched and pierced in many places; one of its eyes was completely gouged out, and it could not have been dead more than twenty minutes; there were a great many fea- thers scattered about the place, and other indications of there having been a tremendous fight. I took the Eagle to my quarters and kept it for twenty hours, when it ex- pired. On examination, I found it wounded in several places, fatally under the wings on both sides. I have no doubt that this was the Eagle and Lynx I had first seen; that the Eagle was the aggressor, and suffered for his teme- rity.”” Respectfully your ob’t servant, R.B.M. U.S. 7. Extracted from Silliman’s Journal. ON HABITS OF CLEANLINESS IN BIRDS. Ir is a fact, not generally known, that the claws of Birds are used as combs to rid the plumage of vermin; whence Birds which have short legs are most infested by insects. The expedients, which Birds, characterized by short feet,—the waders which, from the inflexible nature of their legs, and the geese tribe, from the opposition to scratching, offered by the membrane between the toes, are put to, in order to get rid of their vermin, are well desery- ing of attention, as illustrating the ingenuity of animals, and the curious provisions made by nature for their clean- liness. When Birds, by accident or imprisonment, are deprived of the natural means of ridding themselves of ver- min, they often fall victims to their attacks. The author, walking on the coast of Northumberland, disturbed a bird, which flew heedlessly, as if injured. On shooting it, he found it was covered with vermin, especially about the head, and on further examination ascertained that it had lost one leg, and was thus deprived of the means of ridding it- self of these insects. A nest of young swallows had been hatched, and they had attained considerable size, when a change was made in the window, which frightened the parents; from that time, they continued to feed their offspring, but never entered the nest. The young ones soon became sick, and perished, and on examination the nest was found to be crowded with acari of large size. Poultry which run about in stony or paved yards, wear away the points of their claws, by friction and digging, which renders them unfit to penetrate their coating of fea- thers; they are, therefore, more covered with vermin, and in consequence more sickly than fowls from the country. [Jour. of Roy. Inst. Feb. 1831. KILLING LARGE INSECTS. As many of your young entomological readers may have found equal difficulty with myself in ascertaining the readiest method of killing the larger Moths when captured, I trust you will excuse my troubling you with the follow- ing remarks. Inthe Journal of a Naturalist, prussic acid is suggested; but that is not only very expensive, but a most dangerous thing to have any dealing with. I have tried hot water, steam, hot needles, ether hur, aqua fortis, &c. but found none so decidedly ~~ 2 oxalic acid, which I thus apply:—First, shape a nice small quill into the form of a very sharp pointed blind pen, (i. e. a pen without a slit,) then seize your Moth, with the finger and thumb between the wings on the under side, holding its head to- wards you, firmly, but with as little pressure as possible. Then dip your pen-shaped quill into the acid, and run it into its thorax, just below the head, or between the first pair of legs; and after two or three quick applications, the Moth will be found perfectly dead. This is not only the most humane and expeditious, but very economical, as two- pence worth of acid would be sufficient to destroy subjects to fill a whole cabinet. As I am writing for the informa- tion of your young friends, I may be excused for adding, that oxalic acid is in the form of crystals, which must be reduced to a liquid by a little water—Lon. Mag. of Nat. Hist. R, PANTHE T sAR COUG AND AMERICAN RURAL SPORTS. 25 THE COUGAR. FELIS CONCOLOR. [Plate III. Vol. 2.] Felis Concolor et discolor; L. Guru. Syst. Nat. 1. p. 79. sp. 9—12.—Tremminck, Monog de Mam. livrais tv. p- 134.—Felis Concolor, Linnzus—Gopman, p. 291, vol. 1.—Le Cougar, Burr. Quad. vol. 1x. tab. 59; Cou- gar de Pennsylvanie et Cougar Noir; Burr. Supp. mt. p. 41, 42.—Pouma; Garcirasso, liv. vit. chap. Xvill.— Gouzara, De Azzara, Quad. du Paraguay, vol. 1. p. 133.— Puma; Pennant, “rt. Zool. vol. 1. p. 49.—Mewnacerige or Living Animats, exhibited in Philadelphia, winter of 1831-2. Tue interesting animal, from which our drawing is made, (and which we consider a perfect representation of the original,) is well known to the public as belonging to the celebrated menagerie of wild animals, now exhibiting in the city of Philadelphia. This Cougar was taken on Red River, near Natchitoches, in the state of Louisiana, by a hunting party, after a hard battle, in which he destroyed several dogs, and was at last secured by means of long poles, and taken to New-Orleans, where he was purchased, and added to this menagerie. He is an uncommon fine specimen of the species, and will measure eight and a half feet from the nose to the tip of the tail, and was supposed to be five years old when taken; but no treatment, either kind or severe, has subdued his disposition sufficient to permit him to be handled with safety. The Cougar, (erroneously called Panther, or Painter,) is a common inhabitant of the United States, and is found on the continent of North America, from Canada to Pata- gonia, and from the Atlantic to the Pacific Oceans. In South America, it is called the ‘* American Lion;”’ but by many foreign naturalists and travellers, the Puma. This animal is the largest of the cat kind in North America, and with the exception of the Grisly and Polar Bears, the most ferocious and powerful. The severity of the northern cli- mate, however, has much influence on their ferocity and rage, and are considered, in these particulars, as inferior to those found south of the equator. The Cougars are particularly fond of mountainous dis- tricts, and in the wild and unsettled parts of Pennsylvania, and other states, are frequently met with, but are much more rare than in former years; for, as population is increasing, they are either killed by settlers, or driven to more distant and secluded places,—and being an enemy alike to man and beast, they become objects of persecution, wherever they are found. G In South America, these animals, which are in numbers on the Pampas and the Great Cordillera, afford fine sport to the Indians and Gauchos, or natives of the plains, who hunt them altogether for diversion, as we have no evi- dence that their skins are valuable, or that the flesh is eaten by the natives. The manner of hunting them is ge- nerally on horseback, accompanied by dogs, and armed with lassos, and destructive weapons called string-balls— (these being hard wooden balls, secured to the end of ropes, or pieces of hides)—thus, when a Cougar is aroused and attacked by the dogs, and the issue of the battle doubtful, the Gaucho generally puts an end to the strife, by striking the animal over the head with one of these string-balls, the momentum gained by whirling this instrument a few times, being so powerful as to deprive the animal instantly of life; or should the dogs ‘refuse to make an attack, and have a Cougar at bay, the Gaucho rides sufficiently near as to hurl the lasso over its head, and then by gallopping off, drags the enemy on the ground, while the dogs follow, and tear it to pieces. In the United States, the destruction of this animal is usually effected with the rifle. Our hunters, by reason of great perfection in shooting this instrument of death, and their familiarity with the Cougars, regard these animals in no other light than certain victims to their unerring aim; few indeed escape, when once the keen eye of the hunter ranges the barrel of his rifle, or the new fallen snow betrays the footsteps of these wily destroyers. There is scarcely a brute animal on earth, but will flee the face of man. Whether itis the dignity of his form, or the fear implanted in all the brute creation by the Author of their being, which causes them to acknowledge men “as the lords of creation,’’—certain it is, that among even the most ferocious animals, very few can be found which will venture to attack aman; and when this is done, hunger or desperation is the exciting cause. The Cougar, when hun- gry, and no longer able to obtain the ordinary supplies of food, or wounded by its adversary, will attack alike both man and beast, fearless of all consequences. Its ferocity is easily excited, and when a painful wound is inflicted, its rage is terrible, and will evince the utmost determination to revenge itself. Many anecdotes may be told, illustrative of this disposition; one or two, however, will suffice.