70 BIRDS THROUGH AN OPERA-GLASS. 
crest make him look! There! he is off again, 
and before we think where he is going we hear 
the echo of his rousing phe-phay, phe-phay from 
the depths of the woods. 
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In many places the jays are common winter 
residents, pitching their tents with the hens and 
barnyard animals and comporting themselves with 
familiar assurance. But in this region they are 
irregular guests. Sometimes they are here for a 
few days in the fall, or visit us when the hawks 
