March 9.—Walked out into a white world this morning with the snow still falling thick and) fast: and I.can say definitely that never in recent years have I seen all wild creatures £0) bewildered by their unaccustomed surroundings 'Small birds. huddled together in trees and] shrubs for warmth. Doves, now paired, ting shoulder to shoulder on snowy brand and, when disturbed, flying straight up into the! air for a few fect only scattering snow from' back and wines. Mynahs afraid to land in search of food, but coming down after the fashion of a helicopter with outstretched legs! and whirring wings... just hanging in space, it were. A great grey Heron came whirring! over my head so close that I could hear the!
rsh of its wings... and made me think what) fan ordeal it must be to fly with naked eyes at! 50 mph. through blinding snow. But funniest of all was the bear T faced in Jessfeld Park.
On seeing me the creature rose on its hind legs waving its pink-palmed paws and shaking its head from side to side as it moaned out its misery: scooping Randfulls of snow from the ground it scattered them round. still shaking its head and moaning, as If to say, "Now, what do you make of all this? Ie no good to eat and old to lie upon, so what's it afl about?" Tt was] the most human appeal I have ever had from!
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