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Iiave cut out tortuous beds, with steep wooded sides, separated 

 by rounded interloclcing liills. 



Crum Creelv is the particular stream which has its rise in the 

 pine-barren region, and my companion and I drank from two 

 spring-houses which can vie with cacli other in gentle rivalry 

 for the honor of being the onl}' original source of this lovely 

 stream. 



Crum Creek begins in this wild barren region, and it seems, 

 more than its sister streams, to carry a trace of this wild origin 

 throughout its course. Always its slopes seem a little steeper, 

 its glens and woodlands a little wilder, and its ripples a little 

 louder and merrier, than any of the others; the rarest plants 

 grow upon its hillsides — I have found the yellow cypripedium 

 and the round-leaved violet only there — and the birds seem 

 more abundant and of sweeter voict within the shelter of its 

 valleys. And it was a pleasant surprise, when the map was 

 consulted on my return from our walk, to find that we had been 

 at the headwaters of my favorite stream. 



Now to describe our walk. Almost as we left the station, a 

 Baltimore Oriole sang in a large maple, but we could not see the 

 nest. After a brisk walk for about a mile, we left the road, and 

 approached a spring house. As Baily was scooping the water, I 

 had my glasses fixed on two or more Kildeer Plovers which ran 

 over the field. I became so interested in their antics — swift 

 runs with sudden squats behind the clods of the field — that I 

 had to be reminded that we had a considerable round to make, 

 and could not afford to spend all afternoon at the spring house. 

 So I regretfully relinquished the Plovers, and after climbing a 

 couple of fences, and approaching the woods, wns well repaid. 

 For here, out in the open, we came upon the Nighthawk, with 

 young, on the nest, about which you have heard.. 



Baily had been here the week before our visit, and had been 

 lucky enough to run across this nest, with two eggs. He had 

 noted its position carefully, and when we were within about 

 fifteen feet of where he thought it was, he spoke of it, and we 

 tip-toed slowly, straining our eyes in an endeavor to see the 

 bird before she flew. But so inconspicuous was she, that 

 neither succeeded, for suddenly she was on the wing, but 



