Numbers of snipes breed every summer in some moory ground on the verge of this parish.
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.
Bats drink on the wing, like swallows, by sipping the surface, as they play over pools and streams.
The parish of Selborne, by taking in so much of the forest, is a vast district.
I was much entertained last summer with a tame bat, which would take flies out of a person's hand.
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.
