this bird not generally known to naturalists. It was dangerous to walk
under these flying and fluttering millions, from the frequent fall of
large branches, broken down by the weight of the multitudes above,
and which, in their descent, often destroyed numbers of the birds
themselves; while the clothes of those engaged in traversing the woods
were completely covered with the excrements of the pigeons.
These circumstances were related to me by many of the most respectable
part of the community in that quarter, and were confirmed, in part, by
what I myself witnessed. I passed for several miles through this same
breeding place, where every tree was spotted with nests, the remains of
those above described. In many instances I counted upwards of ninety
nests on a single tree, but the pigeons had abandoned this place for
another, sixty or eighty miles off towards Green River, where they
were said at that time to be equally numerous. From the great numbers
that were constantly passing overhead to or from that quarter, I had
no doubt of the truth of this statement. The mast had been chiefly
consumed in Kentucky, and the pigeons, every morning a little before
sunrise, set out for the Indiana territory, the nearest part of which
was about sixty miles distant. Many of these returned before ten
o'clock, and the great body generally appeared on their return a little
after noon.
I had left the public road to visit the remains of the breeding place
near Shelbyville, and was traversing the woods with my gun, on my
way to Frankfort, when, about one o'clock, the pigeons, which I had
observed flying the greater part of the morning northerly, began to
return in such immense numbers as I never before had witnessed. Coming
to an opening by the side of a creek called the Benson, where I had a
more uninterrupted view, I was astonished at their appearance. They
were flying with great steadiness and rapidity at a height beyond
gunshot in several strata deep, and so close together that could shot
have reached them one discharge could not have failed of bringing down
several individuals. From right to left, far as the eye could reach,
the breadth of this vast procession extended, seeming everywhere
equally crowded. Curious to determine how long this appearance would
continue, I took out my watch to note the time, and sat down to,
observe them. It was then half-past one. I sat for more than an hour,
but, instead of a diminution of this prodigious procession, it seemed
rather to increase both in numbers and rapidity, and, anxious to reach
Frankfort before night, I rose and went on. About four o'clock in
the afternoon I crossed the Kentucky River at the town of Frankfort,
at which time the living torrent above my head seemed as numerous
and as extensive as ever. Long after this I observed them in large
bodies that continued to pass for six or eight minutes, and these
again were followed by other detached bodies, all moving in the same
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