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 T H E  I C E L A N D  O R  J E R  F A L C O N .  
 FALCO ISLANDICUS,  LATH.  
 PLATE  C X C V I .  MALE  AND FEMALE.  
 ON  the 6th August  1833, while my young friends, THOMAS LINCOLN  
 and  JOSEPH COOLEDGE, accompanied  by my son  JOHN, were rambling by  
 the rushing  waters of a brook  banked  by stupendous  rocks,  eight or ten  
 miles from  the port of  Bras  d'Or, on  the coast of  Labrador,  they were  
 startled  by a loud  and piercing  shriek, which issued from  the  precipices  
 above  them.  On looking  up, my son  observed a  large  hawk  plunging  
 over and about  him.  It was instantly brought  to the ground. A second  
 hawk  dashed  towards the dead  one, as if determined  to rescue  it;  but  it  
 quickly met the same fate, the contents of my son's second  barrel  bringing  
 it to his feet.  
 The  nest of these hawks was placed on the rocks, about fifty feet from  
 their  summit,  and more  than a hundred from  their base.  Two other birds  
 of  the same species, and apparently  in the same  plumage, now left  their  
 eyry  in the cliff,  and flew off.  The party  having ascended  by a  circuitous  
 and dangerous  route,  contrived  to  obtain a view of  the nest, which,  
 however, was empty.  It  was composed of  sticks, sea-weeds, and mosses,  
 about two feet in diameter,  and almost flat.  About  its edges were strewed  
 the remains of  their food,  and beneath, on the  margin of  the  stream,  
 lay a quantity of wings of the Uria Troile, Mormon arcticus,  and Tetrao  
 Saliceti,  together with  large pellets composed of  fur,  bones,  and various  
 substances.  
 My son and his companions  returned  to the Ripley  towards  evening.  
 The two hawks which  they  had brought with  them, I knew at once to be  
 of a species which I  had not before seen, at least in America.  Think not  
 that I  laid  them down  at once—No,  reader, I  attentively examined  every  
 part of them.  Their  eyes, which  had been  carefully closed by the  young  
 hunters, I  opened,  to  observe  their size  and colour. I drew  out  their  
 powerful  wings, distended  their clenched  talons, looked into their mouths,  
 and  admired  the sharp  tooth-like  process of their upper  mandible. I then  
 weighed  them in my hand,  and at length  concluded  that no Hawk  that I  
 had ever before  handled, looked more like a great  Peregrine  Falcon.  
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 At  day-dawn,  the same  party,  highly  elated with  their success of the  
 former  day, were  dispatched in  quest of  the  other  two;  but  although  
 a  third specimen was shot,  it flew off  to a  great  distance, fell  among the  
 deep moss, and was never  found.  Several  visits to the nest  proved  fruitless. 
   The parents I  had, and the last young had probably for ever  abandoned  
 the place of its birth.  
 While we remained in Labrador, I was ever on the watch for  hawks,  
 and I  frequently  inspected  the country  around  with a telescope,  to try if  
 I  could discover some  object  worthy of  my attention. I several  times  
 observed  the  individuals which I  have  portrayed,  ranging  high  in  the  
 air,  over  an  island where  multitudes of Puffins  were  breeding.  Many  
 were the instances in which I saw these  warriors  descend  like a streak of  
 lightning,  pounce on a Puffin,  and  carry  it off  in  their  talons.  Their  
 aerial  course I also marked, and was thus enabled  to trace  them  to  their  
 habitation.  
 Their flight  resembled  that of  the  Peregrine  Falcon,  but was  more  
 elevated, majestic,  and rapid.  They  rarely sailed when  travelling  to and  
 fro,  between  their nest  and the island  mentioned, but used a constant  beat  
 of  their  wings.  When over  the Puffins,  and high  in the air,  they  would  
 hover  almost  motionless,  as if  watching  the proper  moment  to close  their  
 pinions, and when  that  arrived,  they  would  descend  almost  perpendicularly  
 on their  unsuspecting  victims.  
 Their cries also resembled  those of the Peregrine  Falcon,  being  loud,  
 shrill, and  piercing. Now and  then  they  would  alight  on some of  the  
 high  stakes placed on the shore as beacons to the fishermen who visit  the  
 coast, and stand for a few minutes,  not erect  like most  other  Hawks, but  
 in  the position of a Lestris or Tern,  after which  they would  resume  their  
 avocations, and pounce  upon a Puffin, which they  generally did while the  
 poor  bird was standing on the ground  at the very  entrance of its burrow,  
 apparently  quite  unaware of the approach of  its  powerful  enemy.  The  
 Puffin  appeared  to form  no impediment  to the flight of the Hawk,  which  
 merely shook itself after  rising in the air, as if to arrange  its plumage, as  
 the  Fish  Hawk  does when  it has emerged from  the water with a fish  in  
 its  talons.  
 The four  Falcons  mentioned were  all  that were seen of  this species  
 during our expedition,  and I am inclined  to think  that  these  birds  must  
 be rare in that  part of  Labrador.  On dissecting  them, I found  them  to  
 be a male and a female,  and saw that  the latter had laid eggs that season.