PETERSFIELD, Saturday, June 27,
A NOVEL PARTRIDGE'S NEST.— lt is said that "facts are stranger than fiction." and so far in proof we may state that close to Westmark Cottages, the residence of Mr. Light near this town, and alongside of the Petersfield and Midhurst turnpike road, we saw, on Saturday evening last, a partridge's nest, with the undisturbed shells, as left by the choice old bird and her young brood of sixteen, being the whole number of eggs she sat upon and hatched in the preceding week. What renders the choice of spot for incubation the more strange is that it was carried out to completion, alongside of this public road, irrespective of the rattle and noise of vehicles, with the multifarious traffic of bipeds, quadrupeds, &c., but the more particularly so in escaping the olfactory sensibility of its canine enemies in passing along. The nest is situated in a small brake of furze growing outside a plantation fence, and being but six feet from the side of the road, and only twenty-one feet from the centre of the same, which can be seen by any one who may feel an interest in this singular freak of the olf pair in their selection, either as naturalists, sportsmen, or the more numerous body of admireres of the dainty bird upn the welcome September tables.