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it, and whenever I saw a new bird I identified it at once or went home and 

 looked it up at the end of the hike. 



Hampden is an old-fashioned place with hundred-year-old elms shading 

 the streets and scattered over the fields and along the stream. The general 

 features about here are open fields and hedges, old orchards and wide meadows. 



The stream is lined with open woods and thick underbrush. A mile up the 

 stream is the Intervale, a large meadow with dense shrubbery all around. 





A Miri.\(, kUM'EU GROUSE.— NcHfc. IHh ^PkL.-VlJ lAIL 

 Photographed by J. H. Lewis at Kineo, Me. 



Here I would go nearly every day for a couple of hours or more. Through 

 our orchard, full of Bluebirds, Rol)ins, Song Sparrows, and Chippies, across 

 the fields, where Flickers, Meadowlarks, and Bobolinks abounded, I entered 

 the woods which were always full of Warblers. 



The Intervale trail was packed and worn smooth, mostly by my own feet, 

 and led along the edge of the stream. The stream itself was inhabited by Spotted 

 Sandpipers, Great Blue Herons, Bitterns, and others. At the Intervale I often 

 saw a Duck or Grebe. Hawks hung in the sky, and the bushes about the edge 

 of the meadow were full of the smaller birds. 



