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like those of cherries. But wherever a g'oodly number 

 of insects were gathered together, there the flycatchers 

 quickly came. 



Our old friends the beautiful Vermilions were not 



QUERULOUS FLYCATCHER 



common, but the Ash-throats were very abundant, and 

 their far-reaching che-hoo ! che-hoo ! rang out fre- 

 quently. Swainson Flycatchers, looking for all the 

 world like phuebes, were confiding and gentle little 

 birds, and, together with a smaller yellow-bellied spe- 

 cies, known as the Querulous, often came close to 

 camp and watched us curiously. One morning a fa- 

 miliar note brought me quickly out of my tent, and, in 



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