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George, Jean Craighead Frightful's Mountain ISBN 13: 9780525461661

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The third book of a series that began with My Side of the Mountain is told from Frightful's viewpoint, as she must now survive on her own where human encroachment, winter, and famine threaten her efforts to return to her first home. 35,000 first printing.

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Frightful, the peregrine falcon, could not see. A falconer's hood covered her head and eyes She remained quiet and calm, like all daytime birds in the dark. She could hear, however. She listened to the wind whistling through pine needles. This wind-music conjured up images of a strange woods and unknown flowers. The sound was foreign. It was not the soft song of wind humming through the hemlock needles of home.
Frightful was a long way from her familiar forest. Suddenly, an all invading passion filled her. She must go. She must find one mountain among thousands, one hemlock tree among millions, and the one boy who called himself Sam Gribley. The one mountain was her territory, the one tree was Sam's house, the perch beside it, her place. And Sam Gribley was life.
Chapter One
(In Which Frightful Takes Off) Frightful had not been quite two weeks old when she first saw Sam Gribley. He had lifted her from her nest on a cliff. Small as she was, she had jabbed him with her already powerful talons as he carried her to the ground. "I'm going to call you Frightful," he had said. "You're a raving beauty." Then he carried her to the gigantic hemlock tree on the mountain and into its hollowed-out bole. This was Sam's home.
He fed her four and five times a day. He carried her on his gloved fist and talked to her. Before long, Frightful thought of him as her mother. He nurtured her like a peregrine falcon.. When she was older, Sam made a perch for her and placed it outside his tree. He taught her to fly to his hand. When she was full grown her took her hunting with him. By now, the memory of her parents was pushed far back in her mind. Sam was her family.
At night and on winter days, Sam brought her inside the huge old tree. She perched on his rustic bedstead and warmed herself by the clay fireplace. On spring and summer days, she would sit on her perch outside and watch the birds, the butterflies, and busy Sam. Patiently, she waited for him to take her hunting. It was her greatest pleasure. She loved the sky. She loved the updrafts and coiling winds and she loved "waiting on," hovering above Sam until he kicked up game. Then she stooped, the wind singing in her feathers.
Frightful was an excellent hunter who rarely missed. The food was shared. Their lives depended on each other. She must find Sam.
Frightful crouched to fly. She could not see. She folded her gray-blue wings to her body and straightened up.
Hooded and tethered, she had traveled with two strange men for several days.
One of them had taken her from her perch beside the big hemlock tree. He had a deep jerky voice and a face like a condor's. She looked intently at him before he slipped the falconer's hood over her head.
San had begged and pled with the man not to take her away, but he had pushed Sam aside and carried her down the mountain to a pick-up truck. A leather perch had been presented to her feet. She had stepped up on it as Sam had taught her to do. A door had closed and she was inside a camper on the truck. The motor rumbled and she was moving. A falcon Bell tinkled nearby. A sharp-skinned hawk had shifted his feet. A prairie flacon called out a single note. They, like herself, were sensing the direction of the moving pick-up - east, north east, east, then straight north.
Several feedings later the second man put Frightful on a perch in the pine forest. The prairie falcon and the sharp-skinned hawk were there too. She could hear their bells tinkling. Although, they were birds who would readily attack her she was not afraid of them.
Frightful was a peregrine falcon. She was faster and more agile that any other bird or beast the world around. Her long pointed wings, wide shoulders, and strong tapered body were sculptured by the wind, the open sky, and the nature of her ancestral prey-swift birds.
Frightful sat calmly under her hood, turning the sounds in the pine forest into mental images. A song sparrow caroled. A cardinal chirped. They told her she was in a forest clearing edged with bushes where song sparrows and cardinals lived.
A northern water thrush trilled. Frightful envisioned a dashing stream shaded by a majestic forest, the summer home of the northern water thrush. She heard the stream in the distance. It had many voices as it spilled down a stairway of rocks.
Suddenly, the cardinal screamed an alarm.. A predator was approaching. The song birds stopped chittering. The forest became silent. Even the insects ceased stridulating. Frightful pulled her feathers to her breast. The enemy was low and coming toward her.
The sharp-shinned hawk flew off his perch in terror. His bell tinkled. He was stopped by his leash that was knotted to a steel ring at the base of his perch and to the jesses on his legs. He jumped forward, fell back and beat the earth with his wings.
A killing snarl colored the air red.
An eastern woodland coyote had killed the sharp-shinned hawk. The killer, bird in her mouth, ran toward her pups in the woods. With a jerk, she, too, was stopped by the leash. She turned back and dug at the base of the perch until it toppled and fell. The next sound Frightful heard was the clink of the ring at the end of the leash bouncing over the ground. The sounds faded into the woods.
A wind twisted Frightful's silky pantaloons of pin-striped feathers that hung down over her enamel-shiny legs. Her tail flicked. She was nervous.
Human footsteps approached.
Their sounds did not conjure up the image of the men she had been traveling with. Wary, she lifted her wings to fly.
A hand touched the front of her legs and she stepped up on it as Sam had taught her to do.
"Hello, Frightful." Her name, but not Sam's voice. The tone was soft like the call of a mourning dove.
'What are you doing here?" the voice asked and she recognize Alice, Sam's sister. In Frightful's mind's eye, she saw a rosy face with sea blue eyes and yellow hair. Frightful relaxed. Alice was family.
She liked Alice, who ran and jumped. She also darted. Frightful liked movement. A spot in her eyes connected to many nerves gave her an instant focus on movement. Running, leaping Alice was a member of Frightful's home forest. Sam must not be far away. Frightful eased her grip on Alice's bare hand. She lifted her talons.
"Frightful," Alice said softly. "You've got to get out of here." The young girl's voice conjured up images of the one mountain among thousands of mountains, the one hemlock tree among millions of trees - and Sam.
"I'm cutting your jesses," she whispered. " You are surrounded by enemies! Fly, fly far away.
"Fly away, Frightful! Sam is not allowed to have you. He has to have a falconer's license and he's too young to get one. Fly, Frightful! Fly far!"
A quick slash of a knife and Frightful's jesses and leash dropped away. The hood was flipped off.
And Frightful could see.
"Fly!" Alice urged.
Frightful saw the clearing before her and the leaves on the bushes, even the shiny needles at the tops of the pine trees. Her eyes were endowed with incredible vision.
Alice tossed her into the air.
Pulling on her powerful wings, Frightful sped to the top of the tallest pine and alighted on a slender twig. He large black-brown eyes observed the forest, the cascading stream, a town tucked in a steep valley, and rolling mountains as far as she could see.
She turned her head almost all the way around, but could not see or sense the one mountain among thousands of mountains, the one tree among millions of trees. She must get higher. She flew. Strong wing beats carried her into a thermal, a column of warm air that rises from the sun heated ground in a spiraling bubble. She got aboard and circled upward a thousand feet.
The view was still unfamiliar. To the northeast the rolling mountains ended in a steep escarpment. A waterfall plunged down it, falling two hundred feet to the ground. Beyond the escarpment stretched a valley almost obscured by industrial haze. Rivers threaded through it. Directly northward the rugged Adirondack Mountains stood in a green haze above the land.
Frightful had not been fed for ten hours. She was desperately hungry. Her first act of freedom would be to hunt for herself.
But the forest was not the habitat she knew. Sam had trained her to hunt in abandoned fields. She circled and waited for him.
He did not appear. Frightful flew higher. A movement on the ground caught her eye. Alice was walking on a road that wound through the pine forest. Frightful pumped her wings once and plummeted earthward. When she was twenty feet above Alice's head she scooped her wings, dropped her secondary feathers and braked herself. She hovered, "waiting on" for the girl to kick through the fields and scare up the game as Sam would have done.
Alice did not look up. Her eyes were on the road. Presently, she came out of the forest into open farmland. Frightful's eyes sought movement. This was the country she and Sam had hunted. Tipping one wing, she moved effortlessly over an abandoned field. She waited o for Alice.
But Alice did not come into the field. She stayed on the macadam where nothing lived. She was in a hurry. Breaking into a run, she dashed around a bend, just as a yellow, white and brown dog with long ears and droopy eyes left his hide-out in a culvert. He saw Alice run past him. Crouching, he pulled his tail between his legs and dropped out of sight in the daisies. He had been beaten as a pup and was terrified of people. He was thin, but not skinny, for he lived quite well on the mice and rabbits in the field. The farmer who saw him from time to time called him...
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  • Data di pubblicazione1999
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