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Title: The sports of the world, with illustrations from drawings and photographs
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Aflalo, Frederick G. (Frederick George), 1870-1918
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Publisher: London Paris New York : Cassell
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e distance, and I shouted to be hauled up.The cheering answer came on the breeze that therope was badly twisted round one of the pegs, andthat I should consequently have to stay for a timewhere I was. Meanwhile the raven was gettingover the first shock of those revolver shots, andagain came to close quarters. I tried to keep himoff by shouting and waving my hatchet, reservingmy last two cartridges in case he should attackme. The shouting did no good, and the brandish-ing of the hatchet did less, and as the bird sweptpast, only three or four feet from me, I felt thewind from his wings on my face. At last he gottoo bold and hovered almost at rest for an instant,and in that instant a bullet dropped him, and I wassoon safe once more on the Devils Larder andnot by any means sorry to regain that compara-tively luxurious haven of rest after dangling fortyminutes at the end of a rope. Why I never oncesaw the hen bird I do not to this day understand,nor do I regret her absence, as two at once,
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I FELT THE WIND FROM HIS WINGS ON t.iY FACE. 11* 174 THE SPORTS OF THE WORLD. pouncing in opposite directions, would in allprobability have proved too many. If the rope-climber has not absolute confidencein both his rope and the man at the safe end of it,he will sooner or later come to grief. Another bird of great strength is the great black-backed gull, the one species of that family usuallyexcepted from the local laws against the destruc-tion of wild birds and the robbing of their eggs.The wings of this mighty sea-bird may measureover six feet from tip to tip, and a blow from themis sufficiently powerful to break an arm or a leg. This article is specifically restricted to cliff-climbing, and with these few experiences it should by right end. I am, however, tempted to recalljust one trifling adventure with another birdalready named as one to be avoided by the climber,and that is the heron. It was at a place calledInch, in the county Tipperary, that an old herononce got decidedly the

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