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THE SONG OF THE ANGELS.
for there were many dangers all round. I saw hawks, and kites, and eagles, continually hovering over this open space, and many of the birds had marks, where they had been injured by these birds of prey. As I was looking, I saw a large hawk balancing himself in the air, just ready to pounce down upon a flock of young birds that had strayed a little too far from the aviary. Poor little things, they do not see their danger; but just as the hawk was about to drop like lightning upon them, one of their keepers rushed forward, and, raising his hand, drove the hawk off, and saved the little flock.
