A Mountain Boyhood — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
A Mountain Boyhood
John Stuart Mill · en
"Mountain sheep have all-seeing eyes--therefore, one keeps in the open
at all times and never attempts stalking them under cover. If you do,
you are acting suspiciously, and they will treat you in the same
manner."
"They will not permit you to approach from above them. They are lofty
minded; so keep your place beneath them."
"If sheep are in the open, and on level ground, they will not permit a
near approach."
"Keep in the open, below them, permit them to retreat to the rocks. If
these rocks give way to sheer cliffs the sheep will feel at home. They
will then permit you to approach quite near."
"Sheep are tremendously curious. Take advantage of this fact and offer
them something in the way of entertainment. If you want to get on with
sheep, make a fool of yourself."
As spring advanced, the ewes left the flock and sought safety among the
cliffs where they raised their young in partial concealment. While
their lambs were yet mere infants, a week old or so, they hid them
among the rocks. Instinctively the youngsters lay low, remaining
immovable until their mothers returned from feeding near by, to claim
them. Eagles hovered high overhead, waiting to drop like plummets upon
the helpless babies. These great birds accounted for many a bleating
little lamb's passing. Lions, likewise, visited the heights and took
toll of mothers as well as of offspring; even bobcats pounced upon
them. Sometimes coyotes or wolves surprised partly grown sheep, that
had brashly ventured too far from sheltering rocks.
While returning home one day I stumbled upon a very young sheep. The
youngster lay low, like a wounded duck. Several times I walked within
a few feet of him, coming closer each time until at length he sprang up
and fled in terror. He took refuge by climbing an almost perpendicular
cliff wall. Camera in hand, I followed as best I could. Fifty feet
up, he came to a point where even his nimble feet could find no
adequate footing. His retreat ended. He scrambled to a little jutting
point not much larger than a hand's breadth, and took refuge there with
all four feet bunched together.