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their voices and softened their tones, and the sweetest 

 of choruses came from the throats of these Mexican 

 Meadowlarks. We passed hundreds upon hundreds of 

 blackbirds, evenly divided between golden-headed 



MEXICAN FISHERMAN 



beauties and others whose trim ebony forms were 

 richly marked with scarlet and white shoulders — the 

 Bicoloured Blackbirds. Their clucks were continu- 

 ous, as they walked and hopped about, searching and 



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