Kittyhawk

Visitors take turns trying to catch the green paper to win a Hello Kitty cupcake stand.

Since Henry Hawk could sit in a great elm far up the road and see himp.

Out of the darkening sky rang the twanging call of a night-hawk, and the cluck of a dozing hen sounded from the foliage overhead.

The memory of the hawk-nosed, steel-eyed officer who rode from Kurnaul to Meerut in twenty-four hours smote him like a whip.

This one I brought home and kept in my aviary till March, 1868, when it was killed by a Hawk striking it through the wires.

A giant of a fellow with an eye like a hawk and a big black beard that seems, somehow, to suggest a blacksmith.