I was much entertained last summer with a tame bat, which would take flies out of a person's hand.
Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.
It is, I find, in zoology as it is in botany: all nature is so full, that that district produces the greatest variety which is the most examined.
The parish I live in is a very abrupt, uneven country, full of hills and woods, and therefore full of birds.
We have had a very severe frost and deep snow this month. My thermometer was one day fourteen degrees and a half below the freezing point, within doors.
General Howe turned out some German wild boars and sows in his forests, to the great terror of the neighbourhood; and, at one time, a wild bull or buffalo: but the country rose upon them and destroyed them.
Though large herds of deer do much harm to the neighbourhood, yet the injury to the morals of the people is of more moment than the loss of their crops.
The parish of Selborne, by taking in so much of the forest, is a vast district.
Hedge-hogs abound in my gardens and fields.
I want to be better informed with regard to ichthyology.
Numbers of snipes breed every summer in some moory ground on the verge of this parish.
The French, I think, in general, are strangely prolix in their natural history.
You may depend on it that the bunting, emberiza miliaria, does not leave this country in the winter.
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