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rested upon a stone where nothing was before. It 

 seemed rat-hke, and crept slowly toward the water, at 

 the edge of which it stopped and drank. Then it took 

 to wino' and flew in low circles back and forth. This 



RIDGWAY WHIP-FOOR-WILL 



was the author of the mysterious monotone, which even- 

 ino' after evening: had held our attention and excited 

 our curiosity. And even when we had secured a speci- 

 men and learned the name of the bird, it was but to 

 unfold another mystery. It was the Ridgway Whip- 

 poor-will, the second of its kind ever discovered. The 

 first was observed several hundred miles south of our 



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