For many years I believed that the Black Billed Magpie was the Montana
State bird. I was wrong, our state bird is the Meadow Lark. However,
the opportunist and rather aggressive Black Billed Magpie is an icon of
the American West and a welcome resident of Montana. Perhaps it should
be our state bird. Like true Montanans, the magpie doesn’t flee to
sunny climes to escape the winter wind, but hunkers down and rides out
the storms.
For many years I believed that the Black Billed Magpie was the
Montana State bird. I was wrong, our state bird is the Meadow Lark.
However, the opportunist and rather aggressive Black Billed Magpie is
an icon of the American West and a welcome resident of Montana. Perhaps
it should be our state bird. Like true Montanans, the magpie doesn’t
flee to sunny climes to escape the winter wind, but hunkers down and
rides out the storms.
The magpie has other characteristics to admire. Magpies mate for
life, sharing the domestic duties of nest building and feeding and
raising their young. After laying six to eight eggs, the female magpie
incubates the clutch for 16 to 21 days. Both parents are attentive to
the nestlings, and they fledge when 25 to 29 days old. Magpies raise a
single brood each year. They build their nests in loose colonies,
keeping their siblings and young close.
Graceful in flight, these large members of the crow family are long
tailed, black and white birds, approximately 20 inches in length. In
the soft sunlight, their black wings and tail appear iridescent
bluish-green in bold contrast to gleaming white wing patches.
Magpie nests are large for the size of the bird – often measuring in
excess of three feet across. The nest is a spherical mass of sticks and
twigs, often adorned with found bits of colorful thread, paper or
string. Built for comfort with a mud cup lovingly lined with soft wool,
hair or moss, the nest also has side entrance holes. They nest in
bushes and trees at low elevations 10 to 20 feet from the ground.
Like other corvids, magpies are omnivorous and opportunistic. Small
rodents, other birds, bird eggs, snakes, insects, berries, nuts and
seeds are favorite fare. Magpies are not picky eaters. Magpies are not
timid and can be trained to feed from the hand. In their brave journey
across Montana, this behavior was mentioned by Lewis and Clark in the
chronicles of their adventures in 1804.
Magpies serve a very important purpose in nature in that they
consume large quantities of ticks gleaned from the bodies of deer,
bison, moose and elk, especially in the early spring. Ticks are a
tiresome irritation to the host animals, so they most willingly submit
to the magpie’s grooming attention.
Historically, magpies frequently followed Native Americans and lived
on the refuse of their hunts. A born thief and scavenger, magpies will
also often follow predators to clean up after their kill, feasting on
maggots as well as carrion. Native American folklore tells of the
magpie leading the wolf to wounded or weak prey so that the wolf may
finish the kill and together they may feast on the bounty.
Because of their aggressive intelligence, year-round residency and
handsome plumage, magpies have long been admired favorites. In early
Indian tribal lore, a warrior who wore two magpie feathers woven in his
hair was considered both fierce and fearless. The magpie also features
prominently in many Indian myths and legends as both a doer of good
deeds as well as a crafty mischief-maker.
Magpies are undoubtedly the noisiest birds in Montana, loudly
scolding all intruders from their treetop perches. A Sioux legend tells
the tale of the Magpie’s chatter.
“Many winters ago the people received a gift called the talking
feather. I will share with you the story of how this came to pass. When
the call came to the young mothers in the village to take their baskets
and gather the fruit and berries, the old grandmothers, whose legs had
lost the fast walk and sure foot of the doe, were left to care for the
young children. The mothers honored the grandmothers by giving them
this responsibility on those days.
It is believed that the young children have many dreams and visions
to collect before they are grown. They were given a bit of sleep in the
warmth of a darkened lodge before Sun has traveled his full path each
day. Now let me tell you what happened on one of these days.
Crow and Magpie, two of our noise making winged ones were having a
terrible argument outside the lodge of the sleeping children.
“Caaaw-caaaw” screamed Crow. “Kaaack-Kack” yelled Magpie. They were
both speaking at once and they could not hear each other’s point of
view on the subject of which tree belonged to which bird.
Now first one of the grandmothers asked Creator to quiet the voices
outside. This was easier than going out to take care of it herself. But
Creator let the grandmother know that it was her job to go out and
scare off the birds. You see Wakan Tonka knew that a great gift was
coming to the people and he wanted the grandmother to see it happen.
When she could not get the attention of the screaming Crow or
yelling Magpie, she called on Eagle, most Wakan winged one. “Oh brother
Eagle can you chase off these two noisy ones so our children can still
dream”, asked the grandmother.
With a mighty flap of his wings and a leap from the limb he sailed
towards the noisy pair. He gave a call of warning to the Crow and
Magpie as he came close, but they were so busy fighting they did not
even hear him. When Eagle saw this he yelled louder and came closer,
and that is when it happened.
“Caaaw-caaaw, Caaaw-caaaw”, Crow screamed as he flapped his wings in
the air so hard he nearly fell off his perch. “Kaaack-Kack”, yelled
Magpie as his wings too flapped up a storm. Suddenly they both felt the
contact of a sacred Eagle wing and saw a feather fall as they froze in
mid squawk! Oh my what had they done? Crow swooped down and caught the
feather before it landed on Mother Earth. As he came back to the branch
he heard Magpie speaking to Eagle.
“Oh brother Eagle most Wakan of our family we did not hear you so near. I am truly sorry for the injury I have caused you.”
Crow was surprised to hear such an honorable thing come from the
mouth of this rude neighbor. He held the Eagle feather in one claw and
spoke with dignity. “I have many times been a naughty bird but brother
Eagle I think this may be the worst I have done in many moons. I am
very sorry for this bad thing I have done.”
Magpie was shocked, could this be that unruly Crow who spoke such
wise words? Crow handed the feather to Magpie so he could give it back
to Eagle. As Magpie took the feather their eyes met and with no words
at all they both knew that this mistake would not have happened if they
had not been fighting. Magpie spoke as he took the feather and said, “I
am ashamed, brother Eagle, that my loud talk and harsh words were more
important to me than solving our problem.”
He looked to Crow for a sign of understanding. Crow took the feather
back from Magpie and said, “We have disturbed the two legged children
and torn from your wing a sacred feather and now we return it to you
with a request for your forgiveness.”
Eagle had watched all this with wise eyes and an open heart. He knew
the lesson of listening had been learned by his little brothers and he
saw that the grandmother looked on with learning eyes also. So he said
to Crow, “Give my feather to the grandmother so that she might dress it
with beads and leather and fur to make it even more beautiful. Let her
keep it in her lodge and teach others to create this fine looking
feather.”
Eagle said, “We will call this sacred item a Talking Feather. You
have seen it’s power grandmother. Tell all the people that when they
come together for Council Fires or at any gathering where ears might be
shut, to bring out the Talking Feather and let only the holder speak.
This will be done in an honorable manner letting everyone have his say.
Begin with the highest ranking Elder and pass the feather until all
have spoken.”
“When the feather is held with its back to the listeners and the
inside curve to the speaker he will hear his own words first as they
come back to him. This will help to tame the harsh tongue of the two
legged. If disagreements are still between two people they will turn
the feather away from themselves so the words can go straight to the
one they are at odds with”, explained Eagle. “When all have spoken a
vote can be taken and the side who gathers the most votes will make the
final decision” , said Eagle.
As Eagle spoke these words Crow brought the feather to the
grandmother. She was very honored to have learned this lesson and she
brought the feather to her lodge and every grandmother from that day on
has told this story and helped the young ones to make Talking Feathers.?
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