NESTLINGS OF FOREST AND MARSH 
fused to pose in any position whatever, and 
his movements were so swift even “ instan- 
taneous” failed to get him as he left the 
field of vision. We kept him prisoner for 
Baby quail in the hand 
two days, hoping to study him; and a tamer, 
prettier baby could nowhere be found. He 
knew how to feed himself perfectly, and 
although so tiny was as independent as pos- 
sible. About half the size of a little chicken, 
he was covered with thick black down over 
his body and funny little wings. His long 
blackish-green legs and scalloped toes pro- 
claimed him a wader; and his pointed beak, 
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