Long may the brown owl live to chant his dim song in "Yallam" Wood—and long may he escape the gun and trap of the gamekeeper!
And I have a brown owl, a china one, sitting on a book for a letter weight.
Then the long-drawn wail of the brown owl drove them below in haste.
Just then, Mr. brown owl, who spends a good deal of his time on our shed watching for mice, flew down and picked up the rat.
The brown owl considered for a moment and everyone waited in silence.
Mr. White, of Selborne, says he knew a brown owl to live a whole year without water.
Luckily for him the brown owl had meanwhile flown away with another young vole in her claws.
Under such conditions the brown owl would not dare leave the hole in his tree.
The barn-owl is the "screech" owl of bird literature; the brown owl the true hooting owl.
Then there is the brown owl, which utters that mournful hooting sound which one so often hears by night in wooded districts.