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SHE SAT OX HER EGGS QUITE UXCOXCERXED 



and singing a \-ery ecstatic song — for a Chickadee. The female was notice- 

 ably rushing the work that day, and evidently the spirit of her ardor had 

 seized the male. From the Chickadee I had never heard such a song. It was 

 not exactly a warble. It was a rapid trill on the same note, with the bird's 

 peculiar 'ktla' right in the middle of it. I admired him for feeling that under 



