Tuesday, September 30, 2014

The Turkey



The Turkey
Although his gobble-gobble is now to be heard in
every farmyard, it is only a few hundred years since
the Turkey first came to this country. He did not
come from Turkey, as people at one time thought,
but from the Continent of North America, where he
is still to be found in his wild state. Mr. and Mrs.
Turkey are not always on good terms, for when
Mrs. Turkey lays an egg she has to hide it away to
prevent her husband from destroying it. In fact, he
is a tyrant, and is not afraid of anybody, except
Father Christmas.

Monday, September 29, 2014

The White Heron



The White Heron
The White Heron lives upon what he can pick up
on the borders of marshes or the banks of rivers.
He has a pretty large bill of fare, including fish,
frogs, rats, mice, and various kinds of snails, worms,
and insects. With his long legs he wades for some
distance into the water, and there he stands without
a movement, waiting for the fish to come within
reach of his terrible beak. But at the same time
he keeps a watchful eye upon what is going on
around him; for the Heron is very shy, and if you
go to call upon him, you will probably find that
he is not at home.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

The Flamingo



The Flamingo
The Flamingo is most happy standing on one leg in
a foot or two of water. There he waits patiently for
any fish that may come his way. His color may
be pink or scarlet according to the part of the world
in which he is born; and when he is standing motionless
on the look-out for fish, his red body and long
legs give him quite a military appearance like a
soldier at attention. The Flamingo prefers a warm
climate, and by moving from place to place he
manages to enjoy a continual summer-time.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

The Vulture



The Vulture
The Vulture is a very useful bird, but he would not
make a pleasant pet. His home is in the sunny
lands of the south, where he is always very busy
in tidying up for Dame Nature. When any poor
animal is killed or dies of old age the news seems to
spread like magic, for although not a single bird may
be in sight, in the course of a few minutes Vultures
come flocking up from all sides. And they never
leave their banquet until they have eaten up everything
but the bones.