The parish I live in is a very abrupt, uneven country, full of hills and woods, and therefore full of birds.
Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.
I was much entertained last summer with a tame bat, which would take flies out of a person's hand.
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.
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.