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tioned in Chapter IV. It was so low that 
I had no difficulty in getting over it for 
a photograph. The fact that the tits had 
chosen a site which was just over a ditch did 
not seem to agree with the ingenuity these 
tits show in building their nest (see Part I, 
p. 86), for it would seem that as soon as 
the youngsters emerged they would fall into 
the water, and I tried to imagine the scene 
that may have taken place, when the anxious 
parents found one or more of them struggling 
for life, a cruel introduction into this world 
surely! The lower part of the nest showed 
the characteristic oval or cocoa-nut shape and 
size, but the upper part was now hidden by 
a mass of projecting feathers, the young 
birds having, I suppose, pulled them out from 
the entrance hole near the top in their earliest 
efforts to fly and in being fed, for no one had 
passed that way to disturb the nest. Or 
perhaps the old birds had destroyed the inside 
purposely, as they do sometimes on quitting 
it, I believe. I photographed the nest Just as 
I found it, and even in this condition no one 
