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From far and near come the familiar whistling notes of Sandpipers, 

 for in such surroundings you may well expect to find them. As 

 you look one flies around the bend in the creek, keeping just above 

 the surface of the water. What a peculiar, drooping flight it is, 

 his wing tips almost skimming the surface of the water. Now he 



SPOTTED SANDPIPER. 



"Her light breast appeared above the sod, and I gave the thread a mighty pull." 



Photograph by Howard H. Cleaves, Staten Island, N. Y. 



makes a succession of very rapid wing strokes, after which he glides 

 along with motionless, drooping wings, and turns in toward the 

 opposite shore. Notice what a peculiar landing he makes — running 

 along rapidly for a few feet with his rump noticeably raised, as 

 though blown along by a gust of wind. Then he stops and "teet- 

 ers" his body up and down a number of times, after which he runs 



