He remained resting for a time on the hill, being much wearied after his
flight, and at last he began to eat the fruit off the branch. After
watching him for some time longer, Maildun ventured warily towards the
hillock, to see whether he was inclined to mischief; but the bird showed
no disposition to harm him. This emboldened the others, and they all
followed their chief.
The whole crew now marched in a body round the bird, headed by Maildun,
with their shields raised; and as he still made no stir, one of the men,
by Maildun's directions, went straight in front of him, and brought away
some of the fruit from the branch which he still held in his talons. But
the bird went on plucking and eating his fruit, and never took the least
notice.
On the evening of that same day, as the men sat looking over the sea to
the south-west, where the great bird first appeared to them, they saw
in the distance two others, quite as large, coming slowly towards them
from the very same point. On they came, flying at a vast height, nearer
and nearer, till at last they swooped down and alighted on the hillock
in front of the first bird, one on each side.
Although they were plainly much younger than the other, they seemed very
tired, and took a long rest. Then, shaking their wings, they began
picking the old bird all over, body, wings, and head, plucking out the
old feathers and the decayed quill points, and smoothing down his
plumage with their great beaks. After this had gone on for some time,
the three began plucking the fruit off the branch, and they ate till
they were satisfied.
Next morning, the two birds began at the very same work, picking and
arranging the feathers of the old bird as before; and at midday they
ceased, and began again to eat the fruit, throwing the stones and what
they did not eat of the pulp, into the lake, till the water became red
like wine. After this the old bird plunged into the lake and remained in
it, washing himself, till evening, when he again flew up on the hillock,
but perched on a different part of it, to avoid touching and defiling
himself with the old feathers and the other traces of age and decay,
which the younger birds had removed from him.
On the morning of the third day, the two younger birds set about
arranging his feathers for the third time; and on this occasion they
applied themselves to their task in a manner much more careful and
particular than before, smoothing the plumes with the nicest touches,
and arranging them in beautiful lines and glossy tufts and ridges. And
so they continued without the least pause till midday, when they ceased.
Then, after resting for a little while, they opened their great wings,
rose into the air, and flew away swiftly towards the south-west, till
the men lost sight of them in the distance.
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