NESTLINGS OF FOREST AND MARSH 
walked out along the edge of the bog with 
a funny bobbing motion of its short tail, and 
stood revealed to 
us. “Too small 
foraleast bittern, 
it yet followed 
somewhat the 
same lines and 
coloring; but 
here the resem- 
blance ended, for 
the method of 
locomotion was 
quite different. 
At every few 
strides it ducked 
its head into the 
slime, bringing 
Sora rail’s nest and eggs 
out some invisible dainty, which it swallowed 
with great eagerness. A catch of what 
looked to be a crab caused me to move 
suddenly, and instantly the bird was skim- 
ming over the water, half flying, half swim- 
ming, uttering a shrill alarm call until it 
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