Ornithological biography, Vol. 4 (of 5) : $b An account of the habits of the birds of the United States of AmericaAudubon, John James
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Ornithological biography, Vol. 4 (of 5) : $b An account of the habits of the birds of the United States of America
Audubon, John James
Birds -- North America
For the following description of the Snake-bird’s breeding grounds,
a few miles distant from Charleston in South Carolina, I am indebted
to my friend JOHN BACHMAN:—“On the 28th of June 1837, accompanied by
Dr WILSON, Dr DRAYTON, and WILLIAM RAMSAY, Esq., I went to Chisholm
Pond, about seven miles from the city, for the purpose of seeing the
Anhingas while breeding. The day was fine, and in about an hour our
horses brought us to the margin of the swamp. We soon discovered a
bird flying over us, and making for the upper part of the pond toward
a retired place, rendered almost inaccessible in consequence of its
being a morass overgrown with vines and rushes. As there was no other
way of examining their locality but by water, we hauled ashore a small
leaky canoe which we found in the pond, caulked it in the best manner
we could, so as to render it not unsafe, although after all we could
do to it, we found it still very leaky. It proved uncomfortable enough,
and could hold only two persons. So it was agreed that I should proceed
in it, accompanied by a servant, who understood well how to paddle it.
“The pond is artificial, and such as in this country is called a
“Reserve.” It is situated at the upper part of rice fields, and is
intended to preserve water sufficient, when needed, to irrigate and
overflow the rice. It is studded with small islands, covered by a thick
growth of a small species of Laurel (_Laurus geniculata_) and the Black
Willow (_Salix nigra_), all entangled by various species of Smilax
and other plants. These were at the time covered with Herons’ nests of
several kinds. Farther on the Night Herons also had formed a city. As
I proceeded onwards in my search I found the difficulties increasing.
The water became shallow, the mire deeper and softer, and the boat
required the best of management to be propelled along, for now it was
retarded by rushes and vines. Enormous live oaks and cypress trees
reared their majestic branches towards the pure sky above, covered as
they were with dangling masses of Spanish moss, reaching to the very
surface of the water, and turning day into night. Alligators of great
size wallowed in the mire, or were heard to plunge into it, from the
many logs which ever and anon intercepted my progress, while terrapins,
snakes, and other reptiles swarmed around. My situation was thus not
altogether so very pleasant, and the less so as it was necessary for
me to destroy as many musquitoes as possible, and guard against being
upset in such a truly “dismal swamp.” We moved extremely slowly, yet
advanced, and at last, having reached an open space where the trees
were of small size and height, I espied the nest of the Anhinga before
me! The female was sitting on it, but on our coming nearer she raised
herself by her bill to a branch about one foot above, and there stood
with outstretched neck, like a statue. It was cruel thus to disturb her
in her own peaceful solitude; but naturalists, alas! seldom consider
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