As soon as I had fired, he moved higher up the tree, and while he was doing so I fired again; and we then saw that one arm was broken.

He had now reached the very highest part of an immense tree, and immediately began breaking off boughs all around, and laying them across and across to make a nest.

It was very interesting to see how well he had chosen his place, and how rapidly he stretched out his unwounded arm in every direction, breaking off good-sized boughs with the greatest ease, and laying them back across each other, so that in a few minutes he had formed a compact mass of foliage, which entirely concealed him from our sight.

He was evidently going to pass the night here, and would probably get away early the next morning, if not wounded too severely.

I therefore fired again several times, in hopes of making him leave his nest; but, though I felt sure I had hit him, as at each shot he moved a little, he would not go away.