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by observing that his migration, at least, was ended 

 about five feet farther to the north, where he alio^hted 

 on a ledge of an adobe building and busied himself 



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NATIVE SAIL-BOAT ON LAKE CHAPALA 



with a mass of straws, feathers, and mud, — the founda- 

 tion of his nest ! 



It is hard to realize that this country, so distant, so 

 strange, shares a bird so typical of our Northern fields 

 as the Barn Swallow. When we find the birds at home 

 among the adobe buildings, something is changed in 

 our feeling toward these little feathered creatures, — 

 they seem less like personal friends ; we realize that, 

 after all, the familiar nest in the hay-loft may be 



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