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 came.  
 Henderson, November  1810.—The Sand  Hill Crane arrived at the  
 Long  Pond on the  28th of last month. I saw two flocks of  young ones  
 there, and one of adults on the Slim  Pond.  Both old and young immediately  
 set to digging through the mud, the rains having scarcely begun to  
 cover those places with water, for during summer they become almost dry.  
 The birds work very assiduously with their bills, and succeed in uncovering  
 the large roots of the great water-lily, which often run to a depth of  
 two or three feet. Several cranes are seen in the same hole,  tugging at  
 roots and other substances,  until  they reach the object of their desire,  
 which  they greedily devour.  While  thus  engaged, they are easily  approached  
 ; for  if their heads are bent down they cannot see you, and until  
 they raise themselves again, to take notice of what may be going on  
 around the place,  you may advance so as to get within shot.  While I  
 watched them at this work, they were perfectly  silent; and as I lay concealed  
 behind a large cypress tree, within thirty paces of a flock,  thus  
 buried, as it were, in the great holes they had formed, so as to put me in  
 mind of a parcel of  hogs or bears at their wallowing spots, I could plainly  
 see the colour of their  eyes, which  is brown in the young, and yellow in  
 the adult.  After observing them as long as I wished, I whistled, on which  
 they all at once raised their heads  to see what the matter might be. I  
 had so fair an opportunity that I could not resist the temptation, especially  
 as several of the birds had their necks so close together that I felt  
 confident I must  kill more than one of them.  Accordingly, just as their  
 last croaking notes were heard, and I saw them preparing  to set to work  
 again, I fired. Only two flew up,  to my surprise.  They came down the  
 pond towards me, and my next shot brought them to the ground. On  
 walking to the  hole, I found that I had disabled seven in all.  Those  
 which were in different  holes farther off, all flew away, uttering loud cries,  
 and did not return that afternoon.  In the course of a week these birds  
 turned up the earth, and  dug  holes all over the dry parts of the ponds.  
 As soon as heavy rains fill the pools, the Cranes abandon them, and resort  
 to other places.  SJOV ^fx& fofeft  
 Natchez, November  1821.—The Sand-hill Cranes now resort to the  
 fields, in which corn, pease, and sweet potatoes have been planted, as well  
 as  to the cotton plantations.  They feed on the grains and pease,  dig up  
 the potatoes, which they devour with remarkable  greediness; and in the  
 wet fields seize on water  insects, toads and  frogs,  but  never, I  believe,  
 on fishes.  
 Bayou Sara, April  12. 1822.—The Sand-hill Cranes have left all the  
 fields, and removed to the swamps and inner lakes. I saw some  catching  
 young bull-frogs, water-lizards, and water-snakes, as well as  very small  
 alligators. One struck at a young snapping turtle, which, however,  escaped. 
   The  Wood  Ibises and these birds do not agree together;  the latter  
 chase the former up to their bellies in the water.  
 April  16.—I saw nine beautiful adult birds apparently  in perfect  
 plumage.  They were round a fallen  log, about twenty yards from the  
 water, all very busily occupied in killing a band of young alligators, which  
 had probably endeavoured  to save themselves from the attacks of  the  
 Cranes by crawling beneath the sides of the log. I shot at them without  
 much effect, for, although I  believe I wounded  two of them,  they all flew  
 off. On going up  to the log, I found several  young  alligators, measuring  
 from seven  to eight inches in  length, apparently dead, with their heads  
 sadly bruised as if  by a powerful blow.  This  led me to think  that  they  
 kill a number of animals before they feed upon them, as the Wood  Ibis  
 is wont to do.  This afternoon I saw four of these young Cranes tearing  
 up the ground in search of cray-fish. One caught a butterfly as it was  
 fluttering near, and instantly swallowed it.  
 This species feeds  only during the day.  Besides  the objects which I  
 have already mentioned, it now and then swallows a mole or a meadowmouse, 
  and not unfrequently, I think, snakes of considerable  length. T  
 opened one that had a garter-snake, more than fifteen inches long, in  its  
 stomach.  
 The wariness of this species is so remarkable,  that it takes all the cunning  
 and care of an Indian hunter  to approach  it at times, especially in  
 the case of an old bird.  The acuteness of their  sight and hearing is quite  
 wonderful.  If  they perceive a man approaching, even at the distance of  
 a quarter of a mile, they are sure to take  to wing. Should  you accidentally  
 tread on a stick and break  it, or suddenly cock your  gun, all the  
 birds in  the flock raise their heads and emit a cry.  Shut the gate  of a  
 field after  you, and from that moment they all watch your motions.  To  
 attempt  to crawl towards  them, even among long grass, after such an intimation, 
  would be  useless; and unless  you  lie in wait for them, and  be  
 careful  to maintain a perfect silence, or may have the cover of some large  
 trees, heaps of brushwood, or fallen  logs,  you may as well stay at home.