hawk, and it fell terrified and panting at his feet.

Morven took the hawk in his hands, and the vulture shrieked
above him, wheeling nearer and nearer to its protected prey; but
Morven scared away the vulture, and placing the hawk in his
bosom, he carried it home, and tended it carefully, and fed it
from his hand until it had regained its strength; and the hawk
knew him, and followed him as a dog.

And Morven said, smiling to himself, "Behold, _the credulous
fools around me put faith in the flight and motions of birds_. I
will teach this poor hawk to minister to my ends."

So he tamed the bird, and tutored it according to its nature;
but he concealed it carefully from others, and cherished it in
secret.

The king of the country was old and like to die, and the eyes of
the tribe were turned to his two sons, nor knew they which was
the worthier to reign.

And Morven passing through the forest one evening, saw the
younger of the two, who was a great hunter, sitting mournfully
under an oak, and looking with musing eyes upon the ground.

"Wherefore musest thou, O swift footed Siror?" said the son of
Osslah; "and wherefore art thou sad?"

"Thou canst not assist me," answered the prince, sternly; "take
thy way."