. Livre d'oiseaux de Cassell . Le PIC À BEC D'IVOIRE (CampephilusPrincipalis), qui a été pris, a prononcé une note fort réitérée et la plus piteuse, ressemblant exactement à la violation d'un jeune enfant, qui a terrifié mon cheval autant que presque pour m'avoir coûté la vie. Il était affligeant de l'entendre. Je l'ai porté avec moi sous couvert à Wilmington. En passant par la rue, son cri a surpris chaque audition mince, en particulier les femmes, qui se sont précipitées aux portes et les wndows Toth semble d'alarme. J'ai roulé, et en arrivant sur la piazza de l'hôtel où j'avais l'intention de mettre, le propriétaire c

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. Cassell's book of birds . IVORY-BILLED WOODPECKER (Campephilusprincipalis). on being caught it uttered a loudly-reiterated and most piteous note, exactly resembling the violentcrj-ing of a young child, which terrified my horse so much as nearly to have cost me my life. It wasdistressing to hear it. I carried it with me under cover to Wilmington. In passing through thestreet its cry surprised every one wthin hearing, particularly the females, who hurried to the doors andwndows TOth looks of alarm. I drove on, and on arriving at the piazza of the hotel where I intendedto put up, the landlord came forward and a number of other persons, all equally alanned at what theyheard. This alarm was greatly increased by my asking whether they could find accommodation for. PTILOGOMS AKMILLATUS WHISKERJED FANTAll, iLifosm, ! f.C.l. LP.ARY h; TY THE SEARCHERS. 33 myself and my baby ; the man looked blank and foolish, while the others stared with still greaterastonishment. After diverting myself for a minute or two at their expense, I drew my Woodpeckerfrom under the cover, and a general laugh took place. I took him upstairs, and locked him inmy room while I went to look after my horse. In less than an hour I returned, and on opening thedoor he set up the same distressing shout, which now appeared to proceed from grief that he hadbeen discovered in his efforts at escape. He had mounted along the side of the window, nearly ashigh as the ceiling, a little below which he had begun to break through. The bed was covered withlarge pieces of plaster. The latter was exposed for at least fifteen inches square, and a hole openedlarge enough to admit the fist close to the weather-boards ; so that in less than another hour he would

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