two hundred and thirty millions, two hundred and seventy-two thousand
pigeons!--an almost inconceivable multitude, and yet probably far below
the actual amount. Computing each of these to consume half a pint of
mast daily, the whole quantity at this rate would equal seventeen
millions, four hundred and twenty-four thousand bushels per day! Heaven
has wisely and graciously given to these birds rapidity of flight and
a disposition to range over vast uncultivated tracts of the earth,
otherwise they must have perished in the districts where they resided,
or devoured up the whole productions of agriculture, as well as those
of the forests.
A few observations on the mode of flight of these birds must not be
omitted. The appearance of large detached bodies of them in the air
and the various evolutions they display are strikingly picturesque and
interesting. In descending the Ohio by myself in the month of February
I often rested on my oars to contemplate their aërial manoeuvres. A
column, eight or ten miles in length, would appear from Kentucky,
high in air, steering across to Indiana. The leaders of this great
body would sometimes gradually vary their course until it formed a
large bend of more than a mile in diameter, those behind tracing the
exact route of their predecessors. This would continue sometimes long
after both extremities were beyond the reach of sight, so that the
whole, with its glittery undulations, marked a space on the face of
the heavens resembling the windings of a vast and majestic river.
When this bend became very great the birds, as if sensible of the
unnecessary circuitous course they were taking, suddenly changed their
direction, so that what was in column before, became an immense front,
straightening all its indentures, until it swept the heavens in one
vast and infinitely extended line. Other lesser bodies also united with
each other as they happened to approach with such ease and elegance
of evolution, forming new figures, and varying these as they united
or separated, that I never was tired of contemplating them. Sometimes
a hawk would make a sweep on a particular part of the column from
a great height, when, almost as quick as lightning, that part shot
downwards out of the common track, but soon rising again, continued
advancing at the same height as before. This inflection was continued
by those behind, who, on arriving at this point, dived down, almost
perpendicularly, to a great depth, and rising, followed the exact path
of those that went before. As these vast bodies passed over the river
near me, the surface of the water, which was before smooth as glass,
appeared marked with innumerable dimples, occasioned by the dropping of
their dung, resembling the commencement of a shower of large drops of
rain or hail.
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