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times a year, on one of these return trips he saw an Eagle lying beside a path coming from the L.I.R.R. station, he was as big as a good size turkey. One of his wings was broken and showed no life, he brought it home and put it in the bottling house, I recall seeing Dad get a foot pump put some water in it, pump the water in the Eagle's mouth it started to move and he had to put it in a small cage, in a short time Dad had to build a large cage with heavy wire, the wing never did get right, he had a wing spread of over ten feet, Dad shot sparrows with his double barrel shot gun, he would eat six to eight at a meal. The cage was in the front of the Hotel, it was quite an attraction for wagons passing along Merrick Road, a lot would stop to see it.