The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1905-03-06
THE KING EAGLE.
4 tale Of Norway's Mountains.

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Far very far away, where the noun
tains Of Norway raise their white
peaks to the blue sky and sarkle and
glow with strange violet colors, the
king eagle had his eyrie in sharp and
Jagged pile Of rocks. Below, on either
side, the steep mountain precipice rose,
a sheer face Of rock, from out of the
pine clad hills at the base.
when, at daybreak, lowering on his
powerful wings high above mortal
sight, the eagle watched for his prey,
he could see everything spread out be-
low him, even to the field mouse in the
grass of the meadows. And, suddenly
the little kid, frolicking gayly from one
crest of rock to another, would be lift
ed high up in the pure air before he
had dreamed that the danger was any
where near. And the hare, who was
still rubbing his eyes and had not yet
begun his morning toilet, received also
unexpectedly chance to view. the
world from so high a vantage point
that the seven little villages on and
around the moutains looked like so
many fiat pancakes.
At other times, when he was search
ing for food, the eagle would travel for
hundreds of miles above meadow lands
and pine forests, green and sweet
smelling, piles of ugly, cruet rocks and
black precipices. And the far away
| mountains grew blue before still more
| distant mountains that stretched way
off in the west to where the white,
calmly smiling glaciers lay.
| Each chain of mountains was king
dom whose rule the big eagle had
fought for and won for himself, until
now he was master of all. And woe to
| the intruder who trespassed on his
rights! More than once had the. NIGH
| ty king met in bitter contest with a
prince of another family. The feathers
had flown like flakes of snow, but a
snow that was red, until one of the two
| adversaries lay feebly moving his huge
wings, PROSTATE on the rocks. The
| king eagle had sealed his kingdom
with his blood.
One morning, after a search of a hum
bred leagues above the stony noun
tains, the eagle returned to his little
one with a newborn reindeer in his
talons. AS he approached his nest he
beat his wings violently, and his
hoarse cry rang out, multiplied hun
dredfold by the waiting echoes in the
| rocks
The strong branches which had
formed the base of his eyrie were bent
aside and broken, The nest had been
robbed, devastated; and his eaglet,
who was just beginning to fly, whose
beak and talons were each day sharp
ened on stronger prey, his eaglet was
gone.
Dropping the baby deer, the king ca
gle rose straight and high in the air, SO
high that the echo of his cries no
longer troubled the immense solitude.
Suddenly two hunters, emerging
from the forest, heard shrill whist
ling above their heads. On the back of
one of the men was strapped a wicker
cage. Here the eaglet was confined.
And all the time the two men followed
the long path which led to the farms
in the valley, the eagle never for an
instant lost them from his sight.
Through the clear openings of the
clouds his keen eye saw them pause in
a little farmyard and then, big and lit
tie, the inhabitants pressed around the
wicker cage.
All day the eagle lowered above the
farnyard, his tireless wings spread
wide. Then, when darkness fell, the
bird descended to the roof of the house,
and outside in the block night the