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I refrained from feeding him for two days, but on June i, he ate a chipmunk, 

 and that night a red squirrel. On June 2, I found him perched on the tool- 

 house, and on the third he was in a large maple near-by, after which he went 

 back to the woods apparently as well as ever. He did not seem to be afraid 

 of me after the first day or two of our acquaintance, but he never let me see 

 him eat, although my frequent visits proved to me that he ate as often in the 

 daytime as at night. 



A few days later, I found a dead young Barred Owl near the same yard, 

 but could find no clew to the cause of its death. 



The Barred Owls are still with us, though I see them less often than I used 

 to, and the Screech Owls are beginning to be heard again in their old haunts. 



CROW ATTACKING A STUFFED GREAT HORNED OWL 

 Photographed by Henry R. Carey, at Portsmouth, N. H., July 4, iQOQ 



