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I said, I would try. When I reached his cabin, he was not at home, 

 but, according to his wish, I went in, took some breakfast food — 

 rolled oats — in my hand, went out and called the name the owner 

 of the cabin had divulged to me. Imagine my surprise when out 

 of a spruce thicket in a hollow before the cabin a Canada Jay 

 came and without much ado flew on my extended hand and ate to 

 his heart's content, as though we had known each other for years. 

 Then he took some in his bill and flew back to the thicket, where he 

 undoubtedly fed his mate, incubating the eggs. Of course, the 

 name had nothing to do with its coming, it came also without 

 being called; the food was all it cared for. I set my kodak on a 

 wood pile, near where I had stood and got some more eatables. 

 The Jay came again, flew on my hand, eyed me a little and then 

 fell to eating again. With my right hand I took its picture twice, 

 while feeding on the left. They proved failures, however, since 

 the bird was too close to the camera for a snap shot. Shortly after 

 the owner came, who was not a little astonished at my story, and 

 I then took some better pictures of the bird on his hand. 



On the way back to Heaslip I saw about 15 Chickadees and one 

 Hairy Woodpecker (Dryobates villosus leucomelas), i. e., if that form 

 is really the Ontario one, and not true villosus. 



At Kingersdorf, 8 miles north of Englehart, whereto I walked 

 in the teeth of a fiercely cold north wind, there were a few Snow- 

 flakes (Plectrophe?iax nivalis) about the cabin of the man after 

 whom the new station had been named. A flock of about 25 of 

 these, I saw on Lake Temiskaming at the town of Haileyburg. 



The English Sparrow (Passer domesticus) , while already estab- 

 lished at Cobalt, had not yet penetrated far enough north to reach 

 Englehart. It was rather a relief to be for once in a sparrowless 

 town. But no doubt, they are there now. 



At Latchford, south of Cobalt and Englehart, I saw a flock of 

 Redpolls (Acanthis linaria), and in an open place in the Montreal 

 River, at the rapids near the railway bridge three Golden-eyes 

 (Clangula americana) . 



And finally, at New Liskeard, I again saw the vanguard of first 

 spring migrants here, a flock of Crows, which I had left behind at 

 North Bay, flying due north. 



These are all the birds I saw in this northland. Could I have 



